It’s been two months since all of us got here, to this beautiful and really really really white city. So, what do I want to write about? I don’t want to expand on my work, which to be honest, it’s the only thing that keeps my sanity these days, not that I am becoming crazy, but there are days that I think: Really, what am I doing here? I miss my family, my friends, my city, my beautiful city…the long Sundays walks watching the ocean (back in Lima I live just blocks away from the pier). Why did I come here? I miss my bike man…I miss not being able to sleep and just grabbing my bike and go with her (yes, it’s a she, her name is Betty), to wherever I wanted to.

Don’t get me wrong, I know for a fact that this is where I’m supposed to be right now, I knew it before I even got the call. Is just that…the routine is hard at times (funny, I was dying to have one, now I remember how bad I’m actually at routines, I don’t even have a GYM one!). So, where was I? Oh, yes, the imminent emotion of getting out of work and NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO…what is there to do honestly? I’m not talking about going to touristic places or getting drunk with cheap wine, I am asking what is there to do?, what am I supposed to do to overcome these wild emotions?….just keep breathing? yes. There’s nothing else to do, just keep on going, keep moving on. The only thing to do is waking up and make the best of the day, seize the day, as the amazing Robin Williams said in his fantastic role as a Poetry teacher in Dead Poets Society. Yes, let’s seize the day, and if sometimes that means missing the hell out of somebody or something, so beat it. I am just human, a random guy from Lima, that really has been through a lot before getting here, and that it’s fine if anything I feel even luckier to have this lovely chance of getting to know new people in a totally different new culture…and ways.

These days are challenging, nobody said it was going to be easy, but then again, nothing in the world worth having is. So, if anybody else is feeling this way, know that it’s okay to miss your guts out, means that you care, but above all, means that for sure, you are at the right time and place now. And isn’t that a blessing? Knowing that this really really really white city wanted us here?

Love to everyone.

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