Burned Eyelashes, Boring Dreams

Last night I had my first ever dream in Spanish, albeit it was only one question being asked to me. It was so strange. I was in a cozy inviting home and went into the kitchen to open up the fridge and a man asked me, “¿Qué lees?” which means “What do you read?”

And that was the entirety of the dream. 

I am a little stressed out because 80 more soles have disappeared mysteriously from my humble abode. I confronted my host mom about it with my limited Spanish and she was pretty pissed off I thought it was somebody in the house. But damn! I am frustrated, why does this keep happening? I have never even lost $20 in my entire life, all through my most drunken nights out in college, even. I find it hard to believe that I am suddenly a total idiot with my cash. Whatever. Then I burned my eyelashes off smoking the butt of an old cigarette (smoking cuz the stress.) Now what's left of my eyelashes feels and looks like dried wheat. I did some yoga last night and tried to take my mind off of my woes, could be worse.

Also, I am wondering at what point I will feel motivated to start initiating projects in the community. I would like to do some murals with the kids and maybe form a community garden. Truly these plans have nothing to do with my “Peace Corps objectives” (anemia in children, teen parents, and helping pregnant moms) but what is a volunteer to do? I am an artist at heart, I want to make some art. I am not a social butterfly, I am just a girl doing her best. I have to go to Huancayo (regional capital) for tutoring which is the highlight of my day. I love riding the combi to the city and getting to explore, plus my tutor is the BEST and I feel we are becoming friends. Makes me feel like a human again.

Pictured below is a typical Peruvian breakfast: arroz, huevo frito y plátanos.