I can't believe my time here is over. I will have an hour or two in the morning to run my last few errands before getting into a cab to go to the airport. It feels like I've been here for only a short nap during which I had many crazy dreams. Now that I'm actually leaving, I'm not so sure I'm ready to go. Last week, I said that these three months would fulfill my SA fix for a while. Now I'm not sure how long I'll be able to stay away before returning again. When explaining my second trip to South Africa, I told people that there is something happening on the ground in South Africa that is unique and special, which I want to witness. The next time I come back, I will tell people that I came back not exclusively because of what is happening in South Africa, but also because of what happens to me when I'm here. This place prompts growth and thought and drive that I fail to feel at this level of intensity elsewhere. I'm afraid to leave now because I don't want to stop the growth I've seen in myself while living here. I don't want to cut myself off just as I'm starting. I don't want to go home and settle back into a comfortable life (as nice as it is) that does not challenge me.
I also don't want to leave because packing stinks.
Here's to hoping for a safe and smooth trip home. See you soon.
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