Viña del Mar, Chile: An emotionally safe haven infested by South American flair, stray dogs, an expensive casino, and the beautiful Pacific.

I think I´ve learned more in the last two weeks about myself than I ever really cared to know, be that a good thing or bad... I could come home, back to the chaos of reality-soaked Manhattan, now if I wanted to...but why do that?

Contemplation breeds introspection. Introspection begets depression. Depression encourages alcoholism. Alcoholism forces contemplation. Repeat.

I need time. Time will help. Won´t it?

I digress.

I'll be in Chile for the next two weeks so if anybody needs to reach me, I'll be staying at the Hotel O'Higgins in a town called Vina del Mar. Internet access unknown.