there is freedom.

i know now why it's taken this long to write my letter. i miss bangladesh SO much. seriously it doesn't hit as hard when i'm just doing everyday stuff but trying to write this letter and share about my experience there makes me realize how much i love that country and the people and just how much i miss it. a part of my heart is left in bangladesh. it's been so hard being at home and not being around people who was there with me. it's hard not having people that understand the things that are seen and heard and experienced there.

i guess being there too i felt a sense of purpose...i felt like i was actually contributing to something. being home i've been such a bum just trying to think of things to do with my time. it's even hard being with people sometimes because i feel like something has changed for me. it's difficult adjusting and realizing that life kept going for people here...nothing changed for them. how do i fit myself back with the people that were in my life before i went to bangladesh with the person i am after bangladesh?

yes it was hard in bangladesh but it was satisfying. maybe it's just because i have a month of nothing ahead of me and i already had a month of nothing....writing my letter, looking at pictures, i really want to go back. i will go back. i know it. haha who would've known i'd fall so in love with that country...maybe next year? i dunno....AH!!!!