Two weeks and entering my third since I left Bangladesh to begin my switch from volunteer to photojournalist. It's snowing outside and I realize that winter didn't seem real to me until now. My brain is spilt between the snowy scene out my window and that of the one I woke up to every day in Dhaka.
The program I chose to participate in has already proven well worth my time. I plan on talking about it more in future posts but for now I'm still caught between the world I left, the world I am in, and the one I want to enter in to.
Dhaka, so many miles away, still feels like it could be just around the corner.
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