I just watched this introspective and well done video from a man who traveled to China, and how it made him consider his own behaviors of leaving when things get uncomfortable. Then he fell in love with it. It gave me quite a bit to think about, myself.

I came to China thinking I knew what to expect.
After 2 days, I wanted to leave.
The stares, the attention, the feeling of not belonging it all triggered something deep inside me, I thought I’d moved past.

But I stayed.
And what I discovered wasn’t about China.
It was about me.

This is what happened when I stopped running.