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Jan 11, 2010 20:15

I have been back from India for a year now. Sometimes it feels like I just got home and other times I feel like it is as far as miles away in my mind. I still dream about it. Usually my dreams are about going back and seeing my host parents. How amazing it feels.

I remember so much. But when I go back in my journal I read things I have forgotten. It bothers me to forget.

I've been working on a book about about India, which I will illisturate with my artwork. I have been working on it for close to a year now. I started with the artwork and have continued through the year and I started the writing about 7 months ago. I'm going to turn it in as my senior project, but it means so much more than a bachelors degree. I hope people will read it, not for me, but so they gain some kind of understanding of a place everyone generalizes about. I realize, it is only from my perspective, but most people who make claims about India have never been there or just go to the popular tourist traps. I lived with a wonderful Tamil family, that gave me such in insight on this place called India.

I've been working on it a few hours everyday over break. I go back to school in the beginning of February. I have to get the majority of it done! I will be consumed with regular school work when I go back. THis terrifies me because I still have so much to do. So much more to write, to say, to draw, to paint, to create.
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