The Natasha Roomate

Today

Four quick steps could have taken me to the door but I made the decision to a deep breath as I nervously answered “come in.” The swiDeparturesh of the door key opened the door ever so slowly, and an unsure face with aqua eyes made itself come through. In that matter we were equals, both apprehensive and disturbed by this imposed merge.

She started “you alreet,” in a very difficult to understand British accent and nodded “tis wez not summat I suggested.” She continued semi-nervously.

My eyes were wide open with the struggle of incomprehension, I had no clue what to respond and grabbed words in her blurbs, trying to be polite and accommodating . “Don’t worry about it; it’s not your fault. I’m glad I can help. I’d hope someone would do the same if it was me.”

This was going to be a long night.

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No one was really looking for me. Only her. She needed some more accessories purchased before my departure and it was well too late for that.

I had felt very comfortable in Dubai and was dreading going to Kabul. In my mind, I was plotting reasons to permanently be stationed here. Weighing the tolerable against the repulsive. In short, I was afraid but I couldn’t tell anyone.

It was an I am back moment that could have been whispered into  the wind, as I was not prepared to enjoy it.