I’m in a bit of an in-between space right now. What does that mean? Well, I’m physically in one place, and also in another at the same time. How can that be? These places can be specified as different nations. One is the United States, and the other is Argentina. How did I get into this pickle? That’s the rest of the story.
I got into this predicament by traveling to Argentina a while ago. It all really started when I studied abroad there in 2017. That was a long time ago, I am realizing now. But there is a part of me that is still in Argentina. I know this for a fact because I had to leave in March of this past year (2020).
The story is that I became enamored with the place (Buenos Aires). I became interested in the culture, the people, everything about it. I always got the question, “why did you come to Argentina?” I never knew how to answer that question until a few months ago. I think I know the answer now.
I believe because I never knew how to answer the question as to why I came there – that was the point – my speechlessness was due to it being such a special place. I didn’t know what to say, and so in a philosophical fashion, the fact that I wasn’t able to say anything about it was the reason itself as to why I love Argentina.
There’s nothing to say now either. Discourse has reached a level that we’ve never seen before.
I feel like the world has stopped to some degree, in being globalized, now we are basically with stay-at-home orders indefinitely. That is not so cool.
And so I guess the pandemic will teach people something. Maybe the answers now just aren’t so profound – they’re just things like – it taught us how to survive, etc.
I am talking about a deeper, broader meaning though.
And it’s yet to be seen or known or experienced.

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