I am used to having control of most aspects of my life. I am used to getting in car and driving where I need to go on my own schedule. I am used to having electricity when I need to use it. I am used to being able to find what I need, quickly and efficiently. I am used to having a set schedule based around what I need in my life. I am used to communicating with people and having them understand my intentions and meaning. I am used to controlling and having my own living environment.
In Nepal, I am forced to give this all up.
I am at the mercy at the environment, my friends, my coworkers. I have to trust them to look out for me, to take care of me, no matter how much pride and independence I want to reserve for myself. Everyday is a challenge to make it through the day, to get what I need, to not overspend, and to not use too many resources.
These must be the experiences that change your life. The groundlessness is chaotic and unnerving, but I think therapeutic in some ways. These are the places, the times when you grow. I will have to give up my grasp in order to enjoy the beauty around me.