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My last night in Nairobi I lay quietly in the dark.

Frogs conversing outside my window.

Thinking how nice it would be to get back to water pressure.

reliable toilets

chocolate

a full stomach

The plane ride home felt like months.

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And now here I am, in this place (my home) with

a full stomach and a toilet that will flush

wishing more than anything that I could find a way back

to torrential downpours

dusty roads

chocolate skin and

a satiated soul.