Traveling through my earliest memories of a childhood in Taiwan
There’s a memory of a time long ago that lives in a distant pocket of my mind. It’s hidden behind years of experiences, weathered by the meanderings of life. If there was such a thing as time and space travel, this would be it. I’m talking about another kind of travel. The kind it takes to search deep inside — past the voices of today, the 4k images, and the visceral swirling…
