i snuck into one of the computers here at the service centre really quickly---the clients have all gone and we're closing up shop for the day. i'm exhausted. i've cried too much and i haven't had a decent meal in days. i am finding a restaurant and a beverage and i'm falling on my cot and that is that. i helped a lot of people today---i also didn't get to help a lot of people today but i'm trying not to think about that now. i have to go in 2 minutes or something---so some corrections on my wonderful boyfriend's post. she was 17 not 19. cardboard seperates the boys from the girls not the "clients" from the "staff". there is indeed a thick forest and a graveyard outside of my southern baptist temporary home. does that strike anyone else as creepy creepy creepy? um....what else? oh yeah---politics are corrupt--even when dealing with the red cross. i never ever ever want to live in monticello, mississippi. and----if i had to work this hard----i'd quit.
more later. love you all.