Seeing Masses as Individuals

Working from the Hotel. Photo: Sara-Christine/i-ACT

The alarm went off this morning and I had to muster some motivation to swing my feet out from under my sheets. I set them on the cool tile floor of my hotel room and sat for a few seconds on the edge of my bed. Jet lag was hanging on me like a heavy cloak. But time to go and just like that I was up and about. I threw on some fresh clothes I packed for our capital meetings, brushed my teeth with water from a water bottle and decided to leave my hair unkept,