Sitting, waiting, wishing

I'm just finishing up The Kite Runner, and it's the best book I've read in awhile. I pulled an all-nighter last night just to read it and I've never done that with any book. I'm surprised I'm not sick today from lack of sleep! Tomorrow is another day of work and waiting, until June 13th comes around. Everywhere I go there seems to be talk of overseas missions and problems in other countries. I find myself very fortunate to have the privlidge of traveling to a third-world country. I'm not exactly sure how effective I'm really going to be, but if anything it will be an eye-opening experience and perhaps some good can come of that. I almost feel like my life is lacking in some area. I'm not sure how to describe it, but I just have this feeling that there's so much more to be going after or so much more I have to learn (which I know that part is true) I can't put my finger on it and it's just been eating away at me the past few weeks, even months. 

I've had a few dreams the past few weeks that have been really weird. Some cultures say dreams mean a lot, others say it's just silly to believe in such rubbish. I'm not sure what to believe. I don't think the dreams are trying to tell me something but I do know that the dreams I've had have mostly been on what my mind has been dwelling on. Africa.