Saturday, October 27, 2012

Day Eighty-Seven


I slept well and woke rested.  When I opened the door it looked like I was back home in Africa, everything was so green again.  

Outside in the yard, grass had sprung up everywhere and had already gotten ankle deep.  I opened the door to the kiosk and saw water on the walkway but I had not heard the rain come.

It was the week of Khmer New Year so I did not study.  Cars streamed back and forth on the highway in front of the house.

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