Struggling, hour by hour ... minute by minute ... Trying to stay focused .... trying to remember what I have forgotten ... in less than 34 hours a kilo will come to take me to the airport to leave Angola ... for Indonesia.   What have I forgotten? What is still undone?

On Friday I must stay focused.  On Friday I must say good-bye to many friends.  I suspect I will remember some things I have forgotten ... and will likely have some "mini panic attacks" several happened already today, Thursday.  I pray and trust I can handle this.

Key is to hold it together ... as Friday night I have a dinner with approx 12 friends ... primarily Angolans.   Good people. Good friends ... Sadly, in the meantime, it is already 1245 am on Friday ... and my alarm will go off at 4am (remember, I usually get up at 33am ... but we are having water problems here at the compound).  My mind wants to believe that if I don't go to sleep then tomorrow never comes .. but ... tomorrow is already today.  How I manage "today" is so important ..... not so much for me ... but for the Angolans that I leave behind .....

ciao ciao.