india is dust. wrong and right. a land of contradiction. i love and hate it in equal confused quantities. 4 months is too long to be stared at everywhere you go. to feel so obviously out of place. to see the lack of respect for a beautiful country; the litter, the pollution, stray dogs and cows eating garbage. it is the most beautiful and the most depressing place i have ever been.

i leave in the morning, i cant wait to touch down in my home country. i will work my ass off for 2 months to earn the money to escape it and go away for the summer.

india has turned me into a contradiction