Thursday, August 22, 2013

Six months left. 19 months in. Apparently there are three stages of peace corps. The first stage, when you see ants on your food, you throw out the food. The second, when you see ants on your food, you get rid of the ants and still eat the food. Third stage, you see ants on your food, you eat the ants and say protein!

The truth is that, at least near the end of pc service, I have stopped sweating the small stuff and starting sweating the big stuff. Taxi takes an hour to fill, people miss meeting, people propose....eh, nothing phases me anymore. However, what is keeping me up at night is the big stuff. Have I really helped the people in Bundu? Have I done the best I can? What am I going to do with my life? How am I going to get a job in this economy?

Ants in my food just can't compare