36 hours and 9 cups later

May 23, 2011 23:09

Ok so confessions time. I woke up for mass at 11am Sunday after sleeping for maybe 6 hours.
I haven't been to sleep yet, and have 3 plus hours before bed.
I completed both units of Latvian 202 on Livemocha.com today. In 5 hours this morning. Fourty phrases learned and passed a test on each half hour. That means I'm done with the course. I've been through all the quizzes but a few speaking ones and writing ones. I have a few friends to practice with, and a couple who want help with their English and can teach me Portugesa. Wasn't my second choice, but would get me around in Brasil.
I'm typing up three stories, fiction, and one non-fiction which is my life.
I'm also moving everything out of this city and leaving it for the roaches. The car is full. I will be gone in one more load. Who will be left to say I was ever there at all? Not many. They're all leaving or left already. Just a rare few with a bad memory or two, forgetting so quickly all the good that this man was.
All this coffee and heat has my left kidney hurting. I hope I get some sleep soon I can't believe I am not in a state of ultimate delirium now. I suppose that is debatable though. God keeps giving me the strength to carry on, and I keep carrying along God's chosen path. That's how it's supposed to be done. Take up your cross and follow. It's not the easy life. It's the best life though.

awake, latvia, freedom, fiction, god, nonfiction, leaving the city, coffee, brasil, cross

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