09/05/2026
HOW IT ALL HAPPENED ✨🇻🇳
After being awake for 17 hours, after the pre-dawn coffee shake-up, Train Street, managing a chicken incident on my pant leg, the Temple of Literature, market chaos, a serendipitous rickshaw that involved me stuck in a loop over how this older man was making the thing move with both our bodies squished into one seat, Michelin bún chà, a treadmill because apparently I needed exercise, rooftop chardonnay, pizza because yes, why not….
We walked into a little place called The Linery: an English and Vietnamese book store in the famous Hanoi nook known as BOOK STREET. Run by a lovely woman named Lin. And she took one of my books.
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Guys. She could’ve said no. But she didn’t.
She asked what it was about.
I tried to find the simple words.
“A woman walking a long journey to find herself. And discovering the self she thought she had lost.”
She thought about it. And asked, “how will I pay you when someone buys it?”
I said “not for money. Take it for discovery. Put it out. Let someone find it. Tell them it’s their’s if it speaks to them.”
And now I turn it over to the universe. Hoping that someone who needs to read it, finds it. 🙏
Maybe this is how we create serendipity. Maybe the Camino is still at work here.
The Sam I Am, and a very personal message on the inside cover, has been planted like a little seed.