correspondence

I thoroughly enjoyed looking through the pictures and I've taking a select few with me to college to adorn my walls (think roosters and blood – mwa ha ha ha ha). Fool that I am I forgot to bring your letter with me. I’m currently on the flight down to school from home. Sitting next to me is a rather stiff businessman who looks like he was either in the army or a football player, I can’t decide which.

How are you? How is your semester going? I’ve been a horrible correspondent and haven’t written to you once, my apologies. When I’m in school I crawl into my shell of academia and magazine writing like the good hermit crab that I am. My life is full of history, mainly British, and one literature class (British again). Even though I’m a history major I’m getting a bit sick of it all, especially in the past few weeks. I feel like a hamster racing away on a gilded wheel – going nowhere, doing very little of meaning but continuing nevertheless. Of course then I feel like silly character from a Chekov play and I shut my trap. Ever seen a Chekov play? Well, avoid “The Three Sisters” if you can. I found it painfully boring and too familiar a topic. It tells the story of a rich Russian family in Moscow who spend the entire three hours of the play (I'm not kidding, three hours) complaining about how they want to be in St. Petersburg instead. Rich white bourgeoisie complaining about their lives. A little too close for comfort if you ask me. There was probably more to the play than that but I missed it. In any case, I realize how daft I’m being and I quit my whinging. The education I’m getting is excellent, if at times it seems abstract and meaningless, I should be thankful.

....Two days later.

I was in a rather horrid mood that day, it was the first time I didn't want to go back to college after a vacation. Very bizarre. I think the wander-lust is returning, I like day-dreaming on where I will go next. Speaking of going places, any plans on returning to Kenya? I wanted to go back this summer but I don't think I can, I need to work. How's L doing in Tanzania? I talked to O over break and he said she'd be visiting Kenya at some point. He said everyone in Lamu is fine, though his cousin's husband passed away. Have you heard from N? I'm sending letters to our family in Kaloleni, I wonder if F got to Switzerland alright.