This is what I wrote in my journal after being on a mission for 1 month and five days.
August 14, 2014
My mission feels like a dream.
I feel dis-attached from almost everything I have known.
It feels like time doesn't exist.
I do what I need to do in a day. Then I sleep. Then I do it again.
Sometimes I am happy to be here. Sometimes I am indifferent to being here. Sometimes I have to do my best to pretend I don't hate being here.
I feel different on my mission. I feel closer to the Lord and the Spirit.