semana 2

The time for decision-making has come and gone. And now it is back again.

Today, I read an essay by Octavio Paz, in which he says:

"Nos emborrachamos para confesarnos; ellos para olvidarse."
(poorly translated: We drink so that we can confess; they drink so that they can forget.)

And although he is talking about Mexicans (nosotros) versus UnitedStatesians (ellos), and although he talks about both identities in very essentialistic ways, I think he hits on some important concepts. Why do we do the things we do? Where do we find joy in our lives? And what do we hide from each other, or, more importantly, from ourselves? What masks are we wearing?