Mountains have never really been my happy place. Give me an endless coastline, the sound of waves, or the horizon, and I instantly feel at home. Until Sapa. Walking across a glass bridge above the clouds and standing on Vietnam's highest peak, I experienced something I had never quite felt before. My heart felt more open. My mind felt quieter. And suddenly, the problems I had been carrying no longer seemed as heavy. The problems hadn't changed. My reference frame had. Problem