This afternoon while at Biggby I just started to cry. I don't know why. The tears just formed in my eyes and came rolling down my cheeks. I want to be happy and I have no idea wht that looks like. . I have no idea what it means to be content because I am not content with the way the world is. I am not at peace with myself or my decisions.. I don't really know anymore.
This photograph is the trash that most of the natives live in. It's not just the site of the trash, but the stench that is horrible. Its smells like a mixture of poopy diapers with running sewage water. It is horrible. The smell alone could kill one because it is so horrific. I almost passed out when i first smelled the horrific stench, but i became numb to it after while. I can't imagine all the bad toxics the people are breathing in on a daily basis.. It's unfair. PEOPLE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS!! BOTTOM LINE!