Alternatively titled: An anti-climatic and indefinite attempt at closure or something.
Well folks, this is my last night in India. I don't know what to say. I wish I could just put my head sideways on this keyboard and my thoughts would all flow out my ears, but no dice. Here's a fun fact: I have a slew--A SLEW--of blog topics I was going to write throughout the semester but never got around to them. So many things that I wish would just fly out of my brain; alas. We'll all bear the burden of that disappointment.
Frankfully, I don't know how this is possible right now, but I feel nothing. I'm veering away from feeling anything because I know investigating anything about the significance of this experience or the great people I've met or the family I've made etc etc will just throw open the dangerous floodgates of crippling emotions. Obviously if you're reading this blog, you are more than likely gong to talk to me when I get home and I can tell you more then when I've sorted it out (which comes after I stop being in denial). This trip has been incredible and changed me so much, but that's all I'm saying, no further reflection because I don't want to poke a hole in the membrane that is holding back the goo of feelings.
I'm going to Nepal tomorrow for about a week. This may or may not be my last blog post because I fear I will be far too depressed to write when I return, so I want to acknowledge the trip's end of this on here--precisely what I did not do for Land of the Dolls ("Spain" if you will).
It's 3:17AM and I should probably start packing.
Either way, I'll probably see you soon.
Love love love.
