Two of 2501 Migrantes, Alejandro Santiago
These last few days have been good. I have met people at the lending library previously, but I seem to be more open to getting to know them now. Does it really take me six weeks to find, myself, in a new location; is it language? Maybe it does; and is. Rodrigo asked me to read his short story. Kay asked me to change a light bulb. Mike wanted to have us over for wine and cheese. Catherine wanted to have us over to dinner before we return. Lisa is getting a full moon party together this Saturday. Yesterday we heard a lecture about permaculture; it’s what native cultures used to do, living within nature, and what modern cultures have gotten away from, and need to return to, to be less wasteful. I have been trying to figure out if I have some work here, so that if we return it will not be as a tourist only. We are going to have dinner with a couple Kay hooked us up with, who live in a suburb of Oaxaca, where the man does some version of remodeling. It is like a blind date.
I still have much Spanish to practice. Lisa still loves it all. I am wondering if her current euphoria will wear off as she distances herself from the USPS. We are talking of returning, both to the US and to Oaxaca. We are talking about, saving more money, selling “The Residence at Illinois Avenue,” selling “The Bath House,” selling none, one, or both. Everything depends on everything else. So it’s simple really. You agree with me right that life is really simple and straightforward?
I miss my friends in DC, I miss my sister, I miss my father. Is this why we go away, to miss what we miss? Anyway. I will be returning early. Seven weeks of newness and discovery and I am tired. It’s just time to return to the city where I have learned slowly how to make happiness. Lisa is staying until November 2nd as we planned. I will be home in the early hours of Tuesday the 22nd. Hmmmm…, did all this flowering stuff happen after I decided to hasten my return to the US? See you soon.