Speaking of Peace Corps, I was thinking about it yesterday and I realized that I’ve always thought of it in a sort of third person narrative way. I see myself doing these things as if I’m watching a movie; yet I will not be seeing it — I’ll be doing it. It’s difficult to imagine that, though. It’s something so new to me that all I can do is pretend I’m watching a film of myself running through the icy streets of a Polish village, trying to get back to my apartment before I freeze to death.

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