It's a letter of survival in this place called Doha. Expats fulfilling obligatory contracts by filling one's life with tangible, recognizable things and with people that will listen to our thoughts. These things and the people that offer friendship are what helps us make it through one more day. One more day closer to the end of the contract when we are allowed to return home.

"Life is good" is a phrase I use to endure and persevere. Why? Another survival tactic.