Castaway

My brother Brook inspired me with this photo he sent. He said, "Nick in med school." I think this picture describes my experience perfectly. I have been here about 12 weeks and have another 10 or so to go. Time goes slow when you are constantly counting down. I don't carve numbers into any trees, but I can say I am almost just as dirty and sweaty as old Tom in the photo. Usually at this time in a semester I start to really miss home. I would kill for massaman curry at my favorite thai food joint. I would kill for a gross nasty cheeseburger from McDonald's. I miss the mall, I miss my family and friends. I miss my car. Oh wait it died, may she rest in peace. I miss my new car. I remember when I was a missionary in England that the hardest time wasn't when I first left and had two years in front of me but rather the middle point when I was 1 year away from home but still had 1 year to go. Perhaps this sort of thing is what causes mid life crisis? I am lucky though, I have made very good friends here in Grenada that I enjoy and I have Kuulei to take care of me now too. I think if Tom Hanks could do it on an island all alone with no KFC I certainly can with all the blessings I have.