nicaragua: sunday

a bunch of people left early sunday morning, some around 5am, which sounds torturous to me. but that's how it worked out... sunday all day was trips to the airport, us departing in shifts as usual. i couldn't bring myself to think about it.

breakfast was quiet, a little rushed for some

i just tried to soak in the last couple hours before heading back to my other life

wandered between little pockets of people

meditated to the sounds of my brother humming to himself in his head

and i was reduced to a little pile of gratitude until it was my turn to go.

till next time, managua. see you soon...