Here's a perhaps scary thought that just popped into my head: am turning 30, yes that big 3-0 in about 3 months and until then will be stuck in this dry godforsaken place called Sudan. Help definitely needed during this transition period.
I have lived now for almost 30 years, some good, some hilarious and others terribly embarrassing and utterly pointless. No point wondering what I've achieved in the last 29ish years and so my plan for after I hit 30 is as follows (in no certain time frame thus giving me hopefully the next 30 years to accomplish them - or not).
Sleep less so I have more hours to fulfill life's greatest desires. Eat less so I don't pack a paunch by the time I hit 31. Eat more so I am not underweight. Hopefully exercise and this shall include dancing more on weekends. That said, drink more wine - it's good for the soul. Sit down and write more. Leave Africa for greener pastures literally. Remain true and kind always. Live more resourcefully, meaning I don't need THAT many flower hairpins and shoes. Stay in love and get married to the one man I love and love him in the best way I know how. Cherish the idea of possibly opening my womb for procreation. In line with that, be nice to children. Forget about THE pet I never had. Stop wasting time on meaningless work which includes endless report writing. Find a job/profession that I will TRULY love. Read aloud more. Appreciate chocolates. Continue eating rocket salad like a rabbit. Stay in touch with distant love ones. Continue to apply anti-wrinkle cream so I can look 25 when I hit 45.
There you have it - a small but possibly achievable plan as soon as I hit the magic number. It's going to be fan-fucking-tastic when I get there. I'm not worried about being 30 but I want to get there in style. But until December, I just got to get through the 3 months in Sudan. Period.
