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It’s Three am

It’s three am and again I cannot sleep.
Waiting for time to fix some part of me that keeps on breaking.
Already thrown out the paper, washed the left over dishes.
Nothing to due but sit here and think.


As I pay action out side the window, The Snow makes the world look a new. Orr confronted me with lounging for two hours making up three hours, back to Manahan We took a scenic adventure down south the Manhattan. I enjoyed the scenery, Orr was much more involved with the environment. We stopped before the mountains and had Winter Picnic, space blanket to sit on and two to cover up from the cold and snow, hot chocolate with vintage snopps, (sp) scrambled eggs with butter, chives, and pink truffles.
What a glorious time with great photos of us, camera timer.

Upon arriving to NYC, I took along bath, and wrote the frame work
Foe my pre-report assessing Kenya, now with Political unrest, and to the best of my MSF data bases, very extensive, I will make assessments of political neutrality, and safety. If approved, my team and I will travel to Kenya for a month. Emotionally I feel unable, but upon meeting with one of the head staff doctors, who urges me to go and see if my emotional/physical status changes, T have an out to leave if I feel overwhelmed. I have three wingmen who are close friends, from Chad, and India.
I leave April 15.08 I hope I am ready. I seem to function outside my life.