I’ve started taking a picture of sunset each day. After sleeping around 100 hours last week, I realized I was missing it. I didn’t (don’t) know what exactly, but there were things happening that I wasn’t a part of.
I was seriously ill and in recovery mode, but there’s nothing I hate more than looking back at a day and thinking there was so much I could have done.
This is the path between my abode and the chicken coup that leads down into the banana farm. It takes me less than a minute to get this view. So while I am still figuring out what I’m doing and what daily life in Zambia looks like, this is something I can do daily.
And it provides a moment to stand in awe and wonder.