It’s hard to believe I’ve only got a month left on this beautiful island. I’ve learned so much here, and had my eyes opened in so many ways. I am not the same person I was when I arrived. For one thing I feel that I have a much clearer, kinder, and more honest view of myself and the world. For another, I am now completely nocturnal and look FAR more fabulous than I ever have before.
I almost forgot that today was two months, but the stamp on my passport says January 11, so I guess it’s true. Technically I arrived in Lesvos on the 13, on the same ferry the refugees use to go to Athens.
Also, in case you were wondering… the thing behind me? That’s a pair of pants someone donated. It’s the second pair that size – presumably from the same person, since I can’t imagine two people of that size are donating regularly to Lesvos. The scarf, pajamas, and fuzzy legwarmers are also from distribution. We play dress-up with all the weird stuff we find every night. Well, I say we. Yesterday my friend Hillary looked at me and said, “Sonia, you make all these guys feel better about the stuff they get from distribution.” I took it as a compliment.