It’s not over yet.
“How are you?” seems to be the number one question asked ever since I came home from my time in Albania. I usually answer with the proper phrase that Albanians who spoke English were taught to say: “I’m fine, thanks.”
Honesty time: I’m not fine. I’m broken and sad. I miss my team. I miss the relationships I cultivated while on the field. I miss the ignorance and apathy I used to be able to live in comfortably (yeah, I know that that’s not the best thing to miss).
I feel like I have just gone through a breakup or lost a close friend (I might be...