Wisdom on My Never Before Told Unlucky First Weeks of Hong Kong Stories

Looking back at these stories…it’s kinda crazy I was able to do that on my own.  To survive fully on my own like that.  Like it’s not a common thing to be dropped completely in the middle of the water and told swim...and then don’t drown....  Like I think it’s one of those things where you grow so used to it after having survived, that you don’t realize what you did and the mere fact of surviving is impressive.  Like so many other people usually have a support system when they go do something like that.  Rather than it being help from the job, or the school, or family in the area or cultural identity groups whatever….I was.... in all parts... a random af black guy in Hong Kong....