“In Africa, for the first time, I got a glimpse of the sort of pattern my life would take...that it would be dominated by writing and solitariness and risk...I learned what many others have discovered before me, that Africa for all its perils represented wilderness and possibility...School teaching was perfect for understanding how people lived and what they wanted for themselves. I never wanted to be a tourist. I wished to be far away, as remote as possible, among people I could talk to.”
-Paul Theroux

Yet another adventure beckons. An entire year passed in the blink of an eye. I sit and reflect on the moments, which have faded into a fondness, a nostalgia, a hankering for more; yet, we cannot accumulate experiences, only have them; only understand their transience, appreciate their beauty, and then, let them go. 

I will be moving to Senegal in September for what promises to be yet another interesting chapter in this mosaic quilt of a life that I have been weaving over these years. Back to teaching, back to the engagement with students, the critical reflection, the exhausting, demanding beauty of facilitating knowledge, not for oneself, but for others, a striving for selflessness. 

But first, 6 weeks in Uganda, traveling, writing, photographing, living, breathing, experiencing. People ask, "why are you going?" and the answer I give never quite matches what is moving in my heart..."Life."