carrying myself

Things I love about today:

Something smells like garlic bread.

My mom sent me a picture of the butter cow.  Which means she is at the State Fair.  Which means I am vicariously at the State Fair.

I’m reading books about African NGOs, in particular African NGOs who have to work with a lot of intergovernmental and nongovernmental bureaucracy, to remind myself why I’m doing this program.  Which is a timely reminder since orientation is tomorrow morning.

My hair looks great.

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