The Perpetual Party

I believe that John Dwyer of The Coachwhips said it best when he said, simply, "I just don't wanna have a job, man." Creativity, innovation, persistence--these are the threads of magic that make life worth living, the little daily battles worth facing.

The question lately that seems to be on the tip of everyone's tongue here in Chile is--What are we doing here and when will we leave? Avoiding the United States for all its tripe and excess. Running away from our past lives. Searching for a new one. I honestly have no real answers. I fell in love. I'm writing again. I have more free time than I can manage. My reasons change everyday.

Above all else, what I've realized is that Chile is not any more special than Germany, China or Iceland, only one of which I've visited. Our surroundings are the least important part of our journey--it's how we interpret what is put in front of us that matters most. As for me, I'm finally comfortable. Life here is good.

What the future holds beyond 12 pm I have no idea. I'm just trying harder not to worry about it. The sky is blue and the clouds have run away.

I'm having fun.