you can’t go home again

I went back to Chicago for a wedding last weekend; the first time I’ve been back since I moved to Mexico.

And I missed Mexico every moment.  And when I got back here, Christobal suggested that perhaps I’d like to keep the baby foal when he’s old enough to be parted from his mom, because I might like to raise horses.

And you know, I might.  And if I do, I’ll name him Vishnu.