It's almost 2AM 3AM and I should have really really gone to bed 3 4 hours ago. I'm not sure if I have mentioned this before, but the few days before I left I would "laugh-cry"(I know I know) in the car while driving. I would just think to myself, "what am I doing??" Like it would hit me that I was actually doing this. It's so bizarre being here. Like I am here so casually. Like I just packed my bags and was like peace out. When I am just around my (new) family I think: "wow, I'm just sitting here on these peoples' sofa, sitting about nonchalant." It's really a weird feeling. Although it is a new culture and environment, it is as if Muscat and I are longtime friends. Again, what gets to me is how casual I feel being here. It is a big deal to me, but at the same time I knew this was in the future so it was just a matter of when. 

I haven't gone to bed yet because I was reading another expat's (am I an expat?) blog of Oman. I have read about 8 full posts and wish I could be as interesting as them. If I don't get it together in a few more weeks I am shutting this down LOL. 

There are so many possible things to write about I think and I am excited to slowly get exposed to the different possible topics. And although I am here so casually I can never get over the scenery when we go for a drive. 

And as this woman (whose Oman blog I've been reading for the last two hours) put it: "I've promised myself that, no matter how long I'm here for, I can't allow myself to become immune to the beautiful scenery. The day that I stop noticing the beauty of the mountains or the ocean will be the day I no longer deserve the gift of being here."

hopefully I will have a few fun posts coming up which I have ideas for. I know I will regret this sleeping decision later, but I can't help myself.

melissa