An obsession

We are obsessed with our work and this is especially evident at mealtime. Gone are the days of discussing the San Francisco 49ers or New York Yankees. Not a soul knows about Top Chef or Project Runway and the US health care debate is an abstract entity a world away. Here we talk about Africa, the DRC and the untoward stories of people from Goma.

People at the breakfast table seem to be starving for discussion on issues such as repatriation of internally displaced people or microfinance programs for victims of sexual violence. Lunch is consumed with banter on improving education or minimizing corruption. As the day closes, dinner conversation seems to feed everyone’s ravenous intellectual appetite with diatribes on sexism or improving care for HIV positive patients.

Yes, life here can be consuming but, at the end of the day, we seem to be sated.

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