Yesterday I spent time with the people that came to Giron to do the “spay and neuter clinic”. I noticed I felt a bit antsy as I have around crowds for a few years. I went to lunch with a newly arrived in Ecuador person, Marilyn, and had a yummy Trucha Frita. We had a nice chat, and I was much more comfortable one on one like that. That caused me to go back home and give it a lot of thought. I haven’t put much thought into why I am choosing to live alone, avoid events, and spend my time as I am. I came to a realization and did a video on it. Isn’t it odd that we (or at least me) spend so little time thinking about our real motivations?