rough week.

lots of miscommunication and lack of communication that involved me trekking out to schools where there was no principal to be found.

and what can i do? get mad? get lazy? get even? laugh. just laugh. and enjoy the views.

because after all, the sun rose this morning.

but you know what helps? tofu. yes, tofu is the food of the gods (preferably in the sandwich form from Artesiano, an awesome bakery in Xela).

so it's a new day, and according to our calendars here, a new week, and it is fresh. and full of possibility.

'For what human ill does not dawn seem to be an alleviation?' -Thornton Wilder

p.s. the chicks died. i buried them out back under the lemon tree with a rose, my bare hands and a machete.