Oh man, I just read my friend's blog and he linked my blog to his. Now I'm feeling an awful lot of pressure to write about something a little less mundane than, well, the fried chicken I ate for dinner.
And yet, living in this city, somehow, I feel I have to celebrate the little things in life, like a good piece of fried chicken, simply because there is really very little here to make me feel like a "normal" person. As I was driving home from meeting with someone today to talk about some literacy programs that he has going, I was looking around with my "Canadian" eyes on. I saw burned out matatus, broken down trucks, heaps of burning trash (all on the same street), and thought to myself that this really isn't normal. And yet, for me, now, it really HAS become completely normal in just a few short months. I'm a little frightened already what's going to happen to me when I actually get somewhere as developed as, say, Nairobi again!
So, well, I wish I could say there were some deep thoughts going on in this noggin... really, it's all about the chicken tonight.
Maybe I'll have to start to be slightly more thoughtful in my blogging. And yet, it's a family tradition to write about what we eat while we're away.
1 comment:
No pressure. The people who try to be profound rarely our.
But you really should be a bit more self-indulgent with your blog. Do a "things you didn't know about me" or "why I'm great posting" or at least "why your life isn't as great, well-rounded, sacrificial, exciting, fulfilling, etc, as mine" post.
If you can't be ridiculously self centered on a blog, where can you be?
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