Yesterday I decided to go into work for a few hours in the morning. Before I set off on Tuesday I want to square away some tasks I need to complete, so I might end up doing some work today as well, I’m not sure yet though.
As I left, I was surprised to find this goat hanging around the lawn. It’s always fun—the amount of things going on around here that I have no idea about. Like whose goat is this, how did it get here, what’s it for?
On my way to work I stopped at a coffee shop. Every day I enjoy coffee more and more, I think I’ll come back to the U.S. disappointed in quality and probably revert to my old ways.
I was at work for about four hours. Around 2pm I decided it was time for lunch. I walked through the market, hoping to find something that looked appetizing. Unfortunately, my butcher had closed up shop for the day so I went to find a restaurant.
After lunch I retired home. For the rest of the day I sat out on my balcony and watch a movie. I had a little side entertainment in this monkey sneaking around the property, looking for something to snack on.
I’m a little disappointed in my lack of effort to go out and see the city a bit yesterday, but I was feeling dejected and unmotivated. Every single time I go out, I’m always harassed by people who want to say hi or ask for money. This is fine for the first 5 or 10 minutes I’m out walking around, I actually enjoy the company (as superficial as it is), but when it doesn’t stop I get very annoyed. And it’s not only when I walk around. When I sit down for a meal or coffee, people will come into the shop and stand in front of me, hands out stretched, speaking words I can guess but don’t understand, begging for money. It’s depressing in two senses: Sometimes I just want to be left alone, but I don’t know how to express this kindly and then I feel terrible for the contempt I end up feeling because I know I have no right.
Anyways, all of this forces me into a state where I don’t want to go outside much. Only to work or to shop for food or to eat. I’ve been good about forcing myself to go out the past few weekends, yesterday I succumbed to my anxieties.
On top of all that, there was some sort of party or celebration in the house that started around 9pm and ended at midnight—my prime sleeping time. It made me feel like an elderly neighbor, complaining to myself about the noise, but thankfully I was able to fall asleep and was only woken a couple of times throughout the night.
Dispute my disturbed mood and sleep, I feel good this morning and I’m going to do what I was not wanting to do yesterday. As my last free day in Hawassa I’m going to try and spend most of it out and about in the city. I think I might meet up with some friends from work, but I’ll have to see what they’re up to.