So, I'm sitting in the surgery, waiting for my 3rd and second to last injection that I need before I go to Angola. And oooohhhhhh... Am I dreading the pain :( only thing getting me through my anxiety is the thought of me touching down there in less than 3 week! Home sweet home or not so home sweet home?!
After all, I have never been there, and have lived here in the UK all my life... But there is where my parents lived and grew up, there is where my heritage resides, though unlike my parents, I can't call Angola my home. In some sense, I feel lost :s Hmmmmm... Maybe its the jabs in my body talking.
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