jet-lag

I wish that I was sleeping, but I should be in Chirombo Village playing with little snot-nosed african kids!!!! Instead, I am laying in the dark in my comfortable bed in America.

Do you ever get to the point where you are just "over it"----I mean just like....God, what the hell do you want me to learn? I feel like I cannot be pushed to my limit anymore. there's no where else for me to go.

I'm sorda pissed at God. I guess this is okay b/c this is how David was in the Psalms----pleading with God. That's where I'm at.

whatever...