on being back
Nine weeks in Liberia came and went and before I had time to realize it I was back home. I have only been back for a couple of days, but my time in Liberia is already clouded by a thin dreamy mist… For 9 weeks, every night, I saw the same people, night after night… we cooked together, went dancing together, explored the city together, chilled out… and then, all of a sudden *puff!* my friends are gone and I am back home enjoying the sunshine in my garden, and having quiet nights with Jason.
Did Liberia actually happen?