En El Desconocido
Oh my.
17 days.
How did that happen?
So many of you have traveled. And maybe this isn't a big deal, but I have no words for how I feel.
Life is about to change.
I have this vision in my head of what the next months will look like, but I know reality will soon be knocking, speaking sweetly, "Wake up Emily, Wake up. Its not what you thought, was it?"
And I will say "Nope. Not even a little bit close."
I just want to run around naked screaming my head off, tearing my vocal cords to shreads.
I'm leaving my family, my culture, everything I've known. In this day and age I know that's not unusual. But I'm not going to Europe or another 1st world country. I'm going to Honduras. Where the minimum wage is $3.50/hr. AIDS is rampant. Poverty is common place. And I just read a very encouraging article-65 US citizens murdered in Honduras since 1995. I guess that's nothing compared to the states. It also doesn't help that I have a friend who keeps joking about how I'll get abducted because of my red hair.....asshole.
I don't know how to pack.
I don't know how to say good bye to my family, to people in general.
I don't know where my mind should be.
There's just not enough time. But I guess there never would be in this situation.
But I also know I'm ready to go. Just to go. Just to be there. And to do it.
I got a haircut. I like it a lot. :) I haven't had bangs since I was 13.
ps. Mo--Breaking Bad is awesome. ;)
17 days.
How did that happen?
So many of you have traveled. And maybe this isn't a big deal, but I have no words for how I feel.
Life is about to change.
I have this vision in my head of what the next months will look like, but I know reality will soon be knocking, speaking sweetly, "Wake up Emily, Wake up. Its not what you thought, was it?"
And I will say "Nope. Not even a little bit close."
I just want to run around naked screaming my head off, tearing my vocal cords to shreads.
I'm leaving my family, my culture, everything I've known. In this day and age I know that's not unusual. But I'm not going to Europe or another 1st world country. I'm going to Honduras. Where the minimum wage is $3.50/hr. AIDS is rampant. Poverty is common place. And I just read a very encouraging article-65 US citizens murdered in Honduras since 1995. I guess that's nothing compared to the states. It also doesn't help that I have a friend who keeps joking about how I'll get abducted because of my red hair.....asshole.
I don't know how to pack.
I don't know how to say good bye to my family, to people in general.
I don't know where my mind should be.
There's just not enough time. But I guess there never would be in this situation.
But I also know I'm ready to go. Just to go. Just to be there. And to do it.
I got a haircut. I like it a lot. :) I haven't had bangs since I was 13.
ps. Mo--Breaking Bad is awesome. ;)