It is time to make the future known to the world (or the 14 of you who read my blog and don't already know). The time has come. I am coming home.
The past year in the BF has been perhaps the most incredible in my life so far. I immersed myself in a completely new culture. I learned two new languages and expressed myself (somewhat) intelligently with them. I taught a computer class. I ran a 2-day workshop. I helped organize and run a youth camp. I started a hip-hop folk band. I rode my bike 1500 kilometers in a month. I developed a coherent and somewhat informed idea of development. Though I haven't accomplished as much as I would have liked and it is known that most volunteers do their best work during their second year, I am proud of myself and wouldn't trade this experience for the world. Or even a really good sandwich.
My only regrets are that I am abandoning my village and prospective projects and that I am again reducing the size of the G25 shrinking stage. Sorry guys! I'm sure we'll see each other stateside and good luck with the rest of your service. Just 10 more months! To my homies in the North, watch out for those terrorists.
But in general I am glad to be going back. It will be amazing to be with Kellynn again, without this huge distance, this job, this impending reseparation hanging over us. It's like our lives have just begun. This is the first time where the future has been completely open for us. It's rather exciting.
Sooooo....about the blog. I don't know if I'll have anything really interesting to say here anymore. Maybe I'll post occasional exciting events from America like, "Whoa, the iPhone 23 is the illest," or "I'm so clean!!" or something. But probably not. So I want to take this moment to thank you for reading, assuming you still are. Why are you still reading? I'm not in Africa anymore. I'm no longer interesting. Stop. STOP.