Travel. By crossing geographical borders, we often find ourselves confronted with borders we’ve eventually set within ourselves. Borders we probably aren’t even aware of. The Unknown serves us as the unaffected mirror we might need. And it emerges in every single soul we meet along the way.
The stranger who surprisingly understands you better than the friend, although you don’t even speak the same language. 
The little stray who guards you on every single step you take, and expects nothing in return.
And even all the spiders and scorpions that, like a child, you’re imagining wearing 6 tiny little flipflops, hoping they might freak you out less.
Every single encounter shapes your journey. And at the end: it shapes you.