I would be a liar if I denied that my heart sank upon arrival in Cairo. Blue skies were suddenly replaced by haze of pollution and heat. Whereas Paris was a bustle of organized and efficient smiling men and women, the Cairo airport hosted only clusters of worn-out looking men who simply stared. My first thought: of all the places in the world, why am I here?
I quickly stifled that thought because I am here. I chose to be here. I’m here for a reason (even if it’s not always clear.) Life is what we make of it. I learned a lot last year and I have another opportunity to avoid the same mistakes and to embrace new opportunities. I am the only one who can control my reactions and my actions—its gonna be a great year!
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