It’s 3:42 am in Boise, 12:42 pm in Uganda. I am awake. Though some might chalk that up to jet lag, I frequently wake up in the middle of the night with words, sentences, and titles of stories dancing through my brain. These wee hours of the night are when I am at my most creative. I write, erase, and rewrite entire blog posts in my head. This is one of those.
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Changemakers: I Know We Are, What Are You?
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It’s 3:42 am in Boise, 12:42 pm in Uganda. I am awake. Though some might chalk that up to jet lag, I frequently wake up in the middle of the night with words, sentences, and titles of stories dancing through my brain. These wee hours of the night are when I am at my most creative. I write, erase, and rewrite entire blog posts in my head. This is one of those.