So...I'm back in Atlanta. Back with Mom, Niki and Ammachi.

Back to having my own room along with my bed, my bathroom, my computer, my closet, my stuff, and of course, my beautiful red wall. Back to having high speed internet 24/7 at my fingertips. Back to variety in food choices. Back to my mom's cooking. Back to lovely hot showers, water I can drink without thinking twice, air conditioning, and stove tops that light themselves. Back to all my clothes...took my some time to re-familiarize myself with the stuff in my closet. I sat there for quite a while yesterday with my mouth open and eyes blinking, thinking, "This belongs to me?"

And then of course, back to doing nothing in particular. Back to eating, sleeping and watching tv. I guess I don't mind it for the moment...I'm tired and rest is sweet. But I'm not sure how long I can handle it.

I miss India...but I'll leave it to God.

And I will write about my six month adventure...as soon as I can take a step back and get my thoughts in order. There's so much to say...and much to say that can't be said.

Ma timilai maya garchu.

Beni