Journal : OpenRoadWorks

Hard to imagine that a year ago, I was "trapped" in an IMD business school "dungeon" with these fascinating people. But on a picture-perfect, sunny Sunday afternoon, Jaffar, Priya, myself, and Daniel had the chance to enjoy a smashingly lazy lunch and rambling dialogue on the state of world affairs. Thanks to the house of Dave & Dave, we had a place to meet deep in Columbia Heights, a DC neighborhood undergoing the gentrification that is common in some neighborhoods within major US cities. And thanks to Priya's partner Lee, we were put into a wonderful food coma by the combination of chilled gazpacho, barbecued lamb & pork, grilled vegetables, and refreshing sorbet. As hard as it was to imagine our condition a year previously, it was just as easy to see that see that these people will be friends for a long time to come. Out of the dungeon a year on from IMD and into the sunshine of a lazy Sunday, we have become shiny, happy people ready for the next chal...

Tonight I feel like the Loch Ness Monster. After almost two months of blogging inactivity, I emerge from a series of never-ending workdays, business trips, weekend travels, and sweet, brief moments of laziness to write this entry. No less than a few months ago, I was crafting daily missives that captured the world around me. These days, though, I have trouble getting a three-word reply out of my email inbox at the office. Something has to give. So tonight, as I lay myself down to sleep, I pause and pen a few words to remind myself that the world at large beckons beyond the myopia that surrounds my settling into a new lifestyle of obligations and relationships and so-called adulthood. Somewhere out there lurks another life and another being that captures the imagination and elevates the spirit beyond the here and now. Somewhere out there lurks the person I want to be outside of the office in a settled life that expands on the day-to-day responsibilities. Somewhere out there lurk...