I can’t believe it’s almost been a year since I moved back. I took a break from the blogging to focus on the country itself and not experience it through my lens. As much as I wanted to share each and every experience with the world, the truth is that not every experience can be shared in that way. Most things in life still require you to experience it first hand. That’s why I live to travel.
I spent May in the States and almost immediately, I was reminded of why I was in such a hurry to leave the country. I’m happier in Rwanda than I’ve been in a long time. I have my own little life here and it works for now. I like that I’m always distracted by something new and different than what I’ve known all these years. When I leave the city [Kigali] and I’m surrounded by greenery and hills, I feel small and I feel like it’s the land’s way of forcing me to pay attention to it. To recognize it. For what it is today. What it was yesterday. And what it will be like tomorrow. This time, I booked a one-way ticket to Rwanda and I don’t know when I’ll be back stateside because at the at the moment, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. Emphasis on “for now”. A nomad always has one foot outside the door but for now, this is fine with me.
I’ll stop here for now but for those of you hungry for more, I update my tumblr a lot more often (and I post way too many self-portraits) so check it out: www.lifethroughanslr.tumblr.com.