100 days
How have I found myself here?
Just yesterday I jumped on a plane full of anticipation and fear.
And so begins the countdown left on the field
100 days left to serve and to yield.
My eyes have seen much
My ears have heard many a things
And my hands are worn down now from even the slightest of touch.
I’ve lived in different places I’ve called home for a mere month
So many it seems I hold tightly to the few things I’ve carried this year
These few items have quickly become my clutch and a fear.
My backpack, my clothes, my shoes
They have so much wear and tear
Similar to myself
Almost to the point where it’s unfair.
How could anyone possibly understand what I’ve walked through?
Losing these items I’m afraid will be hard
Because these are the few items which have also seen it all
But the world can easily discard
Just as every place I’ve seen has learned to make do without
I am learning to do the same
Could I live in a world where I’m subject to pain and feel like I’m in a drought?
The answer is yes
Because the people I’ve met across the globe have taught me how to live with less,
Small food portions
Harsh living conditions
No running water
Quickly I was put to the test.
I’ve learned I don’t need any of the rest
The simplicity of living is where I’ve found the most value
There’s no need in carrying luxurious items
They will only weigh you down
Survey how heavy your load is and please try to lighten
Now these next 100 days will be telling of this I’m sure
I will continue to live off these few items to help me endure.
Thinking about my new role America is going to make for an interesting return
Because I’ve gone over my wants verses my needs
And my needs far outweigh my wants now
They aren’t the same because of what I’ve learned,
I’ve learned the less the better
So here’s to the next 100 days as I thrive in less
I’m preparing my heart and spirit for what lies ahead next.
