I find myself in this perplexing situation. The end is fast approaching, but this has only just begun. There is more to do, but I have done everything I can. I look like a local walking the streets, but I give about 30 points a day to the taxi drivers for the "clip a tourist with your mirror" game. I have adapted to the food, but hang on I am going to excuse myself for a minute. I grew a beard, but I really can't grow a beard. The two jobs I am working are pretty routine now, but I see new things everyday. I fit in, but stick out. I am helpful, but confusing. I have learned so much, but have not learned enough. I can't wait to get home, but I don't want to leave.
The journey continues...
Three more days of teaching, some kind of BLS/ACLS/PALS class, and same same in the emergency department. Walking the streets, riding the bus, and observing the world in a way I do not comprehend. It is just me and I. We are cool. Together we blog (sigh), it helps keep us sane.
Everyday I see something new. At times these things are awkward, other times they are confusing, and still a lot of the time they are interesting: nighttime bus rides (60 people in a 25 passenger bus), down a dark alley behind a wall through a gate lives a karaoke bar building/hut thing, and medical techniques that are different yet work. Tomorrow it all starts again. The routines of life. I do not stay blinded by the routine, I push on, work harder, learn more, and chase a purpose. My eyes are open and my mind is open in a way that the concept of gyananakashu may actually be working.
Don't live in fear. Don't run to what is easy. Push on. Work hard. Take the risk. Pursue the challenge. You can reach a higher level if you put your mind to it. Running from the "maybe" can only hold you back.
