Giraffes in my backyard; the most beautiful murky, muddy, parasite-infested bodies of water; waking up to the sunrise every morning; falling asleep under millions of stars every night; saying supa and ipa almost constantly; science classes about why it's important to poop and pee in a toilet or latrine; red, dust-covered skin; missing teeth, elongated ears, beads all over, and clothing that consists of just blankets and a belt; meals cooked outside; the most painful but wonderful boda boda rides of my life; communicating with nothing but smiles and pointing; herds of cows and goats all over; hundreds of aunts, uncles and cousins; the most beautiful mama Maggie I could have asked for. This is my life. TIA man, TIA.