where did the stress come

from? Jokes aside, propeller hat aside, I've had this dream of going back to Vietnam for like three years now, right? In the name of soul searching.

I want to go back there and appreciate my culture and my roots and do all the woo-woo phony shit, right? And I think going out there in my current mind state and my current lifestyle, felt a little disingenuine and felt like it was a disservice to my dream of what I originally wanted to go after.

Yeah, I was going to

So I was wondering, like, Did it pretty immediately feel like home?

It's this weird feeling of like...

So I've talked about, the reason I always wanted to go back to Vietnam, right, is whenever I went to Texas and I have Vietnamese, I don't have any Vietnamese friends in LA.

But when I go to Texas and I hang out with my Vietnamese homies, there's that sense of like eating my culture's food, experiencing my culture, hearing my language.