In the line to the cashier at the supermarket I conversed with two Libyan students who were behind me. I asked them if they were happy here, and they said that they were not. They went back for a vacation in Libya three months ago, but had to return here to continue their studies.

Wanted to have a longer talk with them but the line moved on. I am scheduled to do a Writing from The Heart workshop in Singapore soon, and I specifically requested that I do it for Libyan refugees.