I haven’t written here for a long while.
Shouldn’t surprise anyone who reads this casually – my previous entries reflect how unhappy I’ve been.

But this morning I went for a run – my first in three weeks.
Everyday I would wake up, my eyes aching
I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t see past yesterday, couldn’t run.

And then the Peace Corps said, “No. We don’t need you as you are right now. Come back when you’ve had more language experience.”
I’d like to lyrically declare, “And then I ran,” but that wouldn’t be right.

Truth? I got wasted immediately after work.
I was in bed by 9:30 PM – shitfaced, and woke up at 2:30 AM still drunk.

I’ll be back in Michigan by Oct 16th… ready for a new adventure.