The one that goes and makes you all reflective and pre-nostalgic. It’s good, I’ve been meaning to post all week. It seems funny that standing on my balcony right now reminds me overwhelmingly of both November in Michigan and the rainy season here- rain like this all day e’eryday was all we knew for the first month or so of Thailand. I can’t help but picture myself in three places at once, though: on the porch at 5551, in front of 1338 lovell (which also means i’m in front of 1328 lovell ,too, doesn’t it?), and in my living room in my Thai home in Mae Rim while my host mom cackles boisterously on the phone talking to some old friend from the northeast. Strong premonition: leaving will hit me over the head- all of a sudden and hard- but not until i am actually doing it.
I don’t believe in the W curve, but I do believe in ups and downs. Right before and during the start of ICRP, there was a minute where I think the challenges of switching from constant structure to self management were a bit overwhelming. But everyday of the past week has been a day that I have been overwhelmingly thankful to be in this place. Sure, I ended up at mcdonalds with Pi Goo two days in a row this week, but the upside of eating that pork burger she bought for me is knowing that I am living in a country where it would have been cheaper to buy fresh fruits or vegetables anyway.
