Dreams and reality.

What used to be just dreams are now nightmares. This sounds horrible and sometimes it is but, for the most part, it is just a statement. All that is familiar is not a part of my daily life which includes the people. I don’t wake up in my room in Jersey and eat cereal and go to work at HD. Now, I wake up in the campo to the yells of my name by newly found friend, my 3 year old host brother (Kevin). I eat sometimes soup for breakfast or maybe just some potatoes along with a drink of some sort – it can be milk or hot water with tea or nesquik (that I bought when I went to the supermarket 6 hours away- haha). I must say when it is milk it is delicious and straight from the cow. I’m going to milk cows soon or at least when my host family stops laughing at the idea. As for work, it’s really a 24/7 thing. I am a role model and therefore must perform at all times which means being conscious of what I do when I do it…at least while in community. ;) So, yea…at first, the opening phrase sounds tragic but it’s more that things are different now. At first, dreaming of life before PC seems like nightmares until I got to sit back and realize that it’s just that things aren’t what they used to be. I am ok with that and, most days, in love with THIS all. Get it? Ha.