Standing up.

Mexico doesn't seem so long ago. Not at all. It feels like a few months ago.

It was one year ago.

It pains me that a year ago I was buying movies at Blockbuster and then the following day I was hopping 3 planes to glory, but this time around I'm teaching poetry on Tuesday in Syracuse and going to New Jersey for 2 days, then to Scranton.

I mean. It'll be fun. I'll like it. But it's not Mexico.

There's an ad agency in Mexico. I'm gonna apply. If I get it- I'm disappearing. No one will see me again. I'll probably quit the job and just open a store and live.

Adios.