I think I have bedbugs. I am getting these horrible and extremely itchy bites, and they are rather larger than mosquito bites. I sprayed my house with insecticide before I left for Kissidougou last weekend, but I’m not sure it did much. I don’t really know what to do except to put everything in the sun and maybe dip it in insecticide, but it being the rainy season there isn’t a lot of sunlight. We will see.
Here is a great picture of me with my crazy beard. It has been shaved off by now though:
And then there is passage from T.S. Elliot, which seems appropriate right now…
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet–and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.
How do we know what we should do and what should have been done?
you look like Mario in this picture. Weird…gotta get back to catching up on your updates. I’m way behind and it sounds like things are getting intense.