Sydney, Australia (3 days before departure)
Today was my last shift with the nine year old I work with, who has so innocently stolen my life for the last three months. It was a good shift; I was not soaked in urine, stabbed or wacked with a stick bigger than he is. Instead we went bowling, played cricket and laughed. I would like to pretent that this was him honouring the importance of my final shift. However this would be narsistic not to mention naive. The truth is it was luck that my final shift ended on such a high.
Today marks the end of official buisness. I can now enjoy my friends, family and my own bed. I leave for Africa in 3 days, 2 hours and 40 minutes and yes I am counting.
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