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6 months. 6 months ago, I stepped on a plane at CVG airport and said goodbye to everything I knew. Little did I know that would be the last time for a long time I could enjoy the luxuries of being able to listen to the conversations going on around me without a thought, or easily purchase a kit kat bar.

To be honest, I still feel as though I stepped into a time warp. As far as I am concerned, from that point on, time stopped. Nothing has changed in Cincinnati. Also, 6 months ago seems like yesterday and a million years ago at the same time. Maybe I am just getting old and my memory is slipping. At 23, I am a few years away from hobbling around with a cane anyway.

If I had to leave tomorrow. This would have been a worthwhile experience, even with nothing yet complete. I know so far that Moldova has done more to change me than I have done to change Moldova. I doubt I will ever be able to repay the debt.

There is a lot of work left to do. The beginning looks far away, but in comparison to the road ahead was just a couple days ago. Peace Corps is definitely a marathon experience. Still, I can’t wait to come back out of this time warp and see how cincinnati, my friends, and family are just the same as when i left, right?