wild amounts to do. too much very strong coffee from the coolest coffee shop in the world directly next to our hostel. a weakness? perhaps.

I awoke today to a sprinting workout at 10,000 feet. My students ran hard the whole time. I thought today how proud I am of this life that we lead. The insanity that we`ve come across this semester. Robbed x 2 (laptop stolen on a night bus out from under my seat)...surgeries...illness...mosquitoes...jungle treks...late night dance parties...homesickness...singing at the top of our lungs...cooking for each other...all that we learn to take for granted.

Things have been hard, but it makes them amazing. I am so god damn lucky. I get to teach about the world economy, about listening skills, about trash. Where will I ever find this again?

Today I realized that I left home to redefine and to self-define. I did this for a year and a half because I wanted to start again and pick and choose how to go after what I truly yearn for. I did this to pare down and remember and find and connect. I did this because I love working with teenage girls and they drive me crazy much of the time but so much of the time they blow me away. They`re hilarious, and their minds are exploding, and they step up when they`re asked to and they`re just ready to face this world.

I wanted to be completely and totally into one thing. To not be spread so thin that I had excuses for not doing things well. I am invested completely. Its not an easy process. Its been really painful at times. It probably will be again before this is all through. But I`m not faking this knowledge any more. Its ingrained, deep within me. Completely.