deixe-me dizer-lhe

so i'm back in the EUA. fun. or, weird is more like it. or normal way too fast. something like that.

my last days in brazil:
after i frantically interviewed sílvia for my isp and scrambled to get my stuff back from angélica, i had one last night in pelo with chill people in salvador. then, we were back in fortaleza, writingwritingwriting until the isp was due. writing and not much else.
the last week after the isp was turned in was spent in this retreat location 2 hours outside fortaleza. expect pictures... eventually. this place was idyllic. standing on the beach and looking left or right, it appeared as if i was in some ad for club med or chique chique travel shit. just sand and shore and our little brick retreat buildings. spoiled. we went through several days of presentations of isps and discussion. people did some incredible projects. or their projects where okay, whatever, but the organizations or people they met were incredible.
one girl spent time with this org banco palmas which works with "at risk" communities to reduce poverty by creating a system of economy that is affordable and accessible by all members of the community, despite the disparate realities.
other people worked with dance groups, sex worker orgs, domestic worker orgs, studied migrant communities, and on and on. i learned a lot, to say so little.
and then it was over. we shook the sand out our sheets and said goodbye to our host families and spent hours in the fortaleza airport.
and then we were gone.

i've seen so many brasils now, seen some really hard-working organizations, and had some great experiences handed to me on a platter, mais ou menos. i'm home and empty. do i have any regrets? i try not to count those. but, i gotta go back. don't know when or how or why, but one day.
(i think it'd be fun to go with a dance troupe or something. not that that's really feasible for me.)

so much things to say, so much things i saw in me and the world. don't know where i am sometimes. hope you're well.
lovelovelove