I love the peace that comes with quiet humid jungle nights. My sense of urgency, the need to do is gone. To sit, to hear, to wonder is my only need. I went on line to check my e-mail and go on face book. I feel as if I had turned on a harsh fluorescent light against the purity of sweet soft morning light. I don’t miss it. I don’t want it. I dread going back to it. Life is so far from simple and easy here, we ran out of tuberculosis and HIV medications, patients are dying and the need for staffing here is incredible. But somehow in the midst of the overwhelming needs and hardships that have become a daily reality here, there is sweet simplicity.