I feel really far away right now. It seems like ages since we've talked, though I know it hasn't been that long.
I am freaking about Sara leaving on October 19. I'm back at the freaking out stage.
Writing you still feels too far away. I know you don't have internet at your house, so you won't get this until Monday (!) and then you'll be at school, and busy, and we'll still be disconnected.
I feel very conflicted in my soul. Africa is making me crazy. I don't know how I am going to adjust to being back home. I also have a huge fear of the here and now.
Maybe that's why I put the picture of the Oscar statuettes as my background. It makes no sense at all to my life, but the people in it are so kind.
This letter isn't working. I'm writing out all my fears. If you were here, you'd make me sane. I miss you.
b
baptism at a river
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