Life as a run

Hello, my name is hai an

There’s a track near my house — the one at Công viên Thanh Xuân — where I’ve run for as long as I can remember.
It isn’t just a loop of asphalt. It’s where I think, fall apart, put myself back together, and start again.
Some people go there to stay fit. I go there to understand life. Every lap feels like a story — a mix of routine and revelation.
The same turns, the same trees, the same sunset light cutting across the ground. The track begins and ends at the same point, yet the person who finishes is never the same one who started.

A little bit about me — most people know I’m a jack of all trades (well, I also like to call myself a master of some, not none, since grade 11 when I decided to give up a few things to prioritize others).
I want to experience everything because that’s the beauty of free will.
My philosophy has always been: You only live once, so you should live multiple lives.
In fact, in my personal letter to the Vietnam Philosophy Olympiad, I stated that by recruiting me, you gain the worldview of multiple individuals.
By experiencing new things, I learn more about experiences themselves — helping me understand as many people from different backgrounds as possible.