Lots of upheaval right now among my friends and associates. People are getting new jobs, or moving, or going on fabulous trips, or getting awards, or publishing books, and so on. I personally have not seen 95% of my stuff for several months now, as I float between countries and cities and apartments and houses and buses and trains and varying degrees of fuzzy-headed bewilderment. I don’t even know where I live anymore. I don’t even know where my friends live.
A moment ago, I was going through my contacts, trying to figure out if everything is up to date, and I just wasn’t sure, in some cases. And we’re not even talking about people I talk to once or twice a year. Some of these folks are my friends. They’re the people I’d call if I wound up in jail in Tijuana. But I don’t know their ZIP codes. This is very disconcerting to me, as I am a psycho list-making Type A personality. This is not how things are supposed to be.
Anyway, my major point is that I’m sorting out a lot of my own contact list confusion right now, so if you know me in real life, you can probably expect an update sometime soon. Please God.