I found my passport!

Finally, last night after spending days ripping apart my apartment, after checking every drawer, every box that it could possibly be in, after checking my bookshelf at least 5 times, and after giving up, being ready to cancel the whole thing, or at least delay it significantly, I was on messenger with Kara and the last thing she wrote to me was " Good luck. May you find your passport in the most obvious and overlooked place." And five minutes later I did. On the damn bookshelf that I had checked so many times, it suddenly appeared. So now its in the mail to the Uganda High Commision, and I'll still be able to leave as scheduled. Hooray!