After talking with a friend back home I realised something: I am not as without a future as I thought. It scares me that this part of my journey might be over. But honestly, I know the future. Okay, not the details. But I could tell her with great confidence that:
1. Africa and me – we’re not finished
2. I can’t go back to the old me, nor to the selfish, mundane, existence as before.
And so there it is. The future for me is what I hope everyone can achieve: “Whatever you do, wherever you desire to be – you can use your skills, talents and passions to do good.” —- is it weird that I just quoted myself?
So yeah, the future feels more certain. As long as I hang onto those two things. I think these last two years have shown me the way forward – whatever that might be.