Today I listened to the BBC. And it was like a breath of fresh air.
It's good to know that the world, the one I know, is still out there somewhere. If you go far enough, you can reach it. If I walked far enough, I'd see your face. What a lovely thought. And also, what's a lovely thought is this: that we all look at the same moon. The same Autumnal Equinox, and that same lonely planet up in the sky. I like that thought. The sky connects us all.
In order to keep from thinking about home, I'm forcing myself to study every day. I've learned the line of Roman emperors from Augustus to Commodus (27 BC- 192 AD), and i've been downloading truck loads of music. And not blogging. I really suck at blogging. Oh, and I have also been studying India-the states, the national language. There's a huge population of Indians here, so i thought it was only fitting.
Malawi has been hot as of late. So hot, that I've given up being "conservative" and gone out in a tank top. I apologize. But my goodness, it's not my fault that Blantyre is a mass of hills, and hot stinky weather. We get stared at regardless if we wear burqas or bathing suits, so whats the difference. Maybe I
m just not a very good missionary.
Anyway, that's all I am going to write, for maybe a few weeks or so. It's getting dark outside, and I'm hungry. Ciao.
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