On the inside looking out.
Been sick since New Year's Eve. Waves of fever, chills, no appetite, itchy hands and feet, rashy arms and legs. This has not felt vibrant.
Today I look out the window as the sun sets. I have been looking through photos from Cambodia, finally. Ah, yes, I can remember the wonder of wandering through another culture, another world.
I don't get sick like this. Living in our house on County Road 23 out of eyesight of other houses, other people, rural life is isolating. As health returns I anticipate going out into the elements -- and the people -- once more.
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