my year in Africa is up. next month i will say goodbye to Tanzania. so as i wind up my time here there are many going away dinners, drinks and fetes.
every time i am asked if i am sad to be going i mumble something about it being bittersweet and returning. it's all a lie. it's not bittersweet. i am glad to be leaving. mentally i left a long time ago. i don't plan to return. there is just nothing here for me. i smile every day i can mark another day off the calendar before i leave.
i am humbled by the experience, the challenges and the people. the friends that i have met and cherish will always be with me and we will connect in the future - just not here.
every time i am asked if i am sad to be going i mumble something about it being bittersweet and returning. it's all a lie. it's not bittersweet. i am glad to be leaving. mentally i left a long time ago. i don't plan to return. there is just nothing here for me. i smile every day i can mark another day off the calendar before i leave.
i am humbled by the experience, the challenges and the people. the friends that i have met and cherish will always be with me and we will connect in the future - just not here.
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