"There was fire in her and throughout her;"
Monday, December 17th. My consciousness, and my overall emotional/mental being is like a flame- sometimes it burns strong… other times its barely burning and easily exhausted by the passing breeze. In an email that I wrote to my cousin in Mexico, I tried to convey to her an overall picture of how I was doing here in Mozambique… and well, its tough. When people ask ‘how’s Mozambique?’ or more often, ‘how’s Africa?’ It’s hard to respond in a brief statement because the reality is- this experience is a fucking roller coaster. It’s ups, it’s downs, and everything in between. I’ve never experienced such a range of emotions in such a brief amount of time. Sometimes I have tons of ideas that run through my head, I feel motivated. Sadly, these past few weeks have not been defined by this burning flame of motivation. Today I found myself thinking, "I’m in a rut," I don’t feel motivated. I feel like the flame that usually burns bright is dwindling. Instead, the last couple of weeks...