It’s been so long at this point that I hesitate to revive this old dog. But something tells me to push on. I guess the thing is that finding a theme or thread or something of that nature now that we’re (many of us…no offense to those still loving it up at the alma mater, your vote counts too, of course) flung across the globe, facing very different, and much more individual daily adventures. I don’t want to just send out a yard sale of thoughts and observations, though, I suppose that’s what it was all along; it was the physical and experiential proximity that allowed me to get away with it.

I tried the “outrage and confusion at the great big world around me” tack for a minute, but, well, it’s dreary, it’s neverending, and you get this from every other piece of media you consume. It’s a little like Pringles- once you pop, you can’t stop. Of course, I bring it up to say that I am, in fact stopping.

So to make this a bit personal, without really settling on a good reason for writing this as opposed to anything else, I’ll say a few things about me recently.

I was in Guadalajara for a night a little over a week ago. It’s significant, because that’s where I was born, but I hadn’t been there for 27 years..about. It’s weird having absolutely no connection with the place where I was born, because I know most people do. I think most people will tell you that the city/town/whatever where they were born feels like home. I was thinking about this against the larger, perpetual backdrop if my abiding inability to figure out where in the world I really want to live…not for the short term, because that’s not so important to me (although sooner rather than later, I’d like to live somewhere…the humor has started to drain out me telling people that I’m a homeless unemployed MBA) but it makes it sort of hard to set certain life goals if you can’t even pick the continent on which you mean to achieve them.

Since graduation, I’ve done London, back to France, New York, DC, Wyoming, Hawaii, Guatemala, Belize, and now Mexico, and next week I head back to NYC and then to Moscow for a job interview. Just to add a practical piece of information that makes some sense.