Holy Friday

Got to talk a little bit; if they didn't understand I'm sure Dad did. Another good day of rest it was. I've learned to give myself Dari lessons, and this has taken up most of the time I used to use to read books. Expanded on my text to include a discussion on the function of the human heart (not the medical function), how it gets input for thoughts, emotions and routines (I now say "customs and traditions") and makes personal decisions as an output. Each heart is unique, I don't respond to inputs the same way you do. Good day for trying out such an esoteric topic with the choquedors. Went to a special Korean restaurant with a special American friend and his family for dinner. Had private rooms for frank discussion, good to dine listening to music from Third Day. They've been here 10 years and live just on the other side (towards downtown) of a mountain called TV hill. That is just beyond K-Town University, where I have ran before, and my next run might be to find a way around the mountain to the west (I went to the east on my first day's run - way too many cars). I must stay near the road (no problem) because the uninhabited parts of the mountain have been mined. They know lots of families, including some with ISK students. A great privilege it is, this position Dad has put me in. Something I've been preparing for years w/o knowing it.