The last week and a half have been a whirlwind of overcrowded buses and minibuses followed by taxis, mototaxis, and even bicycle taxis. The journeys have been hectic, constant, draining, and forcibly introspective.
Memories of the past and ideas for the future flood the mind. Regrets, hopes, dreams, realities all commingle in the emptiness of this time spent moving, yet remaining still. In true stillness, we remind ourselves to breathe, to pursue and not just chase, to live and not just exist.
