I no longer hear the mosque at 5 am, or the other times throughout the day. I can sleep through the chickens and roosters and children playing outside my window. I fall asleep on overcrowded dala dalas on the bumpiest of roads. I can walk around downtown alone and and not be bothered by the many many people trying to sell you something, anything.
I’ve stopped noticing the old woman sitting on her worn out kanga with her little cup asking for coins. I’ve stopped noticing the school children, eagerly approaching the “mzungu” to try and practice English. I’ve stopped noticing the boys that hang around downtown, looking for anything to fill their hungry bellies. I’ve stopped noticing the things that should break my heart.
We need to stop desensitizing. We need to engage. We need to notice every person, every sight, every moment. What have you stopped noticing?