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  • It took just about 4 hours, from 3ish pm until 7pm to get here. It should have only been two but traffic was terrible nearly the whole way. When I arrived, Aaron asked, "So are you done with Jinja?" For now I am. I have said my goodbyes to that little town and that project. Good byes to the kids and to all the random people I grew to know and love there.

    I got out of town and wondered when, if ever, I would be back. I wondered why exactly I had to leave. I am still wondering those things.

    I am here now, in a place so familiar--the most delicious gnut sauce was served like it always has been on Wednesday night in Nansana near the town council. I am welcome here as long as I need. So as I wait for the ball to drop, for my heart to break, for my smile to fade and for things to fall apart at least I am here, surrounded by love and care. At least, I am resilient. That is one of my favorite parts of being human.

    I am running after you.
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