Why does it sometimes feel that time moves according to how important a life event is? Waiting to hear if I had made it into college, a certain internship or even jobs makes time inch along. Waiting for my term to start with the Peace Corps is no exception. Even though it's taken me less than the normal waiting time, spending 9 months in transition has still played games on my mind. What could I have accomplished with that time? Never before have I held myself back so much in fear of having to move after a minimal commitment or placing roots.
I have less that a month before I fly to Washington D.C. to commence my 24 month term. That's only four weekends away.
domingo, julio 10, 2011
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