I was lost in both the story of my life and in this new place where I couldn’t read the signs or speak the language. Yet I also felt I was exactly where I was supposed to be, my days filled with lightness and ease. This feeling contrasted with the daily tension and low‑grade anxiety that I had experienced in New York and Boston over the previous ten years. In Taipei, that feeling evaporated and I started to experience a lighthearted playfulness that had remained dormant since I had wandered in the woods as a kid.
