detoured...

i caught the flu. for the first week i could barely move from the sweaty spot i claimed on the couch of the apartment i had moved out of. maybe subconsciously it was my way of hanging onto pointview st. nearly three years of late night talks, dinners in front of the tv, crazy weekends, laughs, bad jokes, bad fights, bad food, and way too many house guests from all over the city, state, country, and world. it was hard to leave.

i'm feeling much better now and i booked the long awaited plane tickets. mumbai in two days...then who knows where?

wrapping things up

it's been a crazy month filled with too many changes. i'm slowly getting my things together and packing up my life to leave for the next three years. i should be on the road in a few weeks but i have yet to buy a plane ticket or come up with a plan. it's ok...it's overrated anyway (a plan, not a plane ticket).

i've been on a rollercoaster of mixed emotions. last night i dreamt that i begged (more like groveled to) the country director in mauritania to station me in a large city where i would undoubtably have more amenities. some mornings i lay there thinking about what i'll miss.