Going Nowhere: A Collection

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12/24/2013

The thing about making long-term plans is that, even if they pull through, along the way a series of variation happen, they have to take place. Because human beings are not static, and neither are out thoughts. One day we might be obsessed with something and the next we may realize, you know what? we didn't even like that something as much after all.

About three weeks ago I asked Maya whether she was still on board with the idea of going to London in 2015. That's who I am, I need constant confirmation and reassuring about virtually everything. She said she still was. But I'm not sure about the way that's going to turn out because we've made other plans that also involve going away and I know we won't have money for both. And, to be honest, if I were to choose between going on vacation or moving for good I'd choose the latter.

She said she wanted to live in New York and I said O.K because to me the experience itself of going, of living in the United States is amazing enough and there are only really a few places where I wouldn't live.

We started planning, dreaming about how we'd do it: I would graduate and stay here, working at a school while she finished then we'd go to New York together. No, we can't afford an apartment here, even if it's just for a year, and I wouldn't live at home once I graduate. Then we came up with a better formula, I did: I'll graduate and leave straight to New York to find a job and a place to live, and when Maya graduates, I'll get settled so that when she travels it'll be all ready.

Yes, that was a good plan, even if it meant being all by myself for a whole year. We would stick by that plan for two years, until we could accomplish it. However, something changed it for the better: over the weekend I was talking to a family friend about what I wanted to do once I finish uni. I told her I'm leaning towards teaching Spanish as a foreign language, which would require, of course, living abroad.

She said she knew someone who could give me a job in Washington DC, if by the time I graduated I was still interested. And, who wouldn't be interested in working in DC? But, then again, I'm interested now, I've already told Maya that, maybe, for starters, we could live in DC and then move to New York, but I'm not sure about what my thoughts will be in two years, I don't even know, to be honest, if by then I'd still be thinking about going away.

Today, I don't know if London will happen, and I'm not really sad or let down because it's a plan that has been replaced by bigger, more ambitious, more definitive ones, and that's awesome. And the best part is, they include us, me and Maya, and I guess at the end of the day making plans together is what really matters.