In four weeks I'm going to be waking up in America for a wonderful furlough. In my bed, with a fan, AC, running water and no fear of losing electricity, internet or being bitten by malaria infested mosquitos.
One month til I'm sitting on the couch with these lovely people.
One month until I'm going to a farmer's market that doesn't smell like rotting fish, eating food ALL THE FOOD and not cooking over a smokey charcoal stove. I don't think I accurately can explain how excited that makes me.
And yet I know in leaving part of me will stay here missing me new people on this side of the planet. Part of me will always be captivated by Uganda.
One month til I'm sitting on the couch with these lovely people.
One month until I'm going to a farmer's market that doesn't smell like rotting fish, eating food ALL THE FOOD and not cooking over a smokey charcoal stove. I don't think I accurately can explain how excited that makes me.
And yet I know in leaving part of me will stay here missing me new people on this side of the planet. Part of me will always be captivated by Uganda.
ONE MONTH PEOPLE.
xox.
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