I have had remarkable moodswings about the MFA scholarship, vacillating from reassurance about how well my diplomat career could turn out, to depression about how mundane and unintellectual a lot of the work here is (today). Nearly two weeks of internship have passed and only one thing has become clearer: I am still as uncertain as ever about what lies ahead.
There is a joke running around MED that there is a word that is apt in nearly any situation, and I cannot agree less;
Inch'Allah.

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