It is really really bright outside. I am having a hard time coming to terms with the brightness. I forgot my sunglasses at home. I’ve been up since 2:30 this morning and you would think watching the dawn slide in millions of tiny increments into day would prepare you for the shock of the brightness of day, but it doesn’t.

Two days ago I was in California - green and wet and misty. The light refracted and subtle. Today I am walking down the street in Freetown, the sun high and bright, dust and sweat.

It’s almost impossible this transition. It’s impossible to make sense of it, unless you begin to think one or the other is a dream.