Oh Russia why do you have to be another four months and one week away? It seems so unfair. I'm struggling with paying you. At this point I will have no spending money while I'm there either. But I can't wait to be there and away from here. This horrible, no good, very bad place.
I guess you could say that I'm sort of using you to run away from my life here. If only it is just shy of four months. Four months there means four months not here.
It means four months of not being reminded on a daily basis of what a failure I am in everything I do. Four months of doing service and working with children in a small quiet environment. Four months of feeling good about myself.
WHY? Why do I have to wait so long for my resprite from my life?
Friday, April 16, 2010
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