Today is Tuesday.

Sometimes everything just feels right. Of course there are days when it is so hard not living in the city. It is hard being the one who is different from everyone else: I didn't come here for VISTA, I had already established a place to live and a basic framework for my life; I am not on my own, renting a room in the city, or free to walk to any neighborhood events that may be going on at night; when the day is done, I am far away. I won't deny that this is difficult and sometimes awkward. But of course there are days when everything feels right and easy and smooth, days when I roll down the windows on my way home even though it's 100 degrees outside, just to feel real air on my face.