I’m spending most of my days learning Arabic and going through hundreds of pages of manuals for the Peace Corps. I am trying to do as much as I can right now so I can take a couple days off and truly kick back and enjoy myself for Christmas. It seems to be going pretty well. I believe I just finished the last of the readings. Now I just have a checklist and lots of language preparations left.
There are a lot of interesting questions that have cropped up. Cross-cultural understanding. Universal rights. A lot of these questions I will encounter once I make the move to Morocco in 23 days. The big question right now is a living will. I am leaving one behind with my parents. We’ve talked about it before, but I understand the need to put it all in writing. It’s strange thinking through the multiplicity of way you could find yourself in a end-of-life situation. Moreover, I’m a little surprised at my own beliefs …and how little I would want to be kept alive artificially.
Here are today’s poems. Enjoy: