i feel an obligation to write since i haven´t written for quite some time.
not that i don´t want to write, but there is so much movement that it is hard to keep up.
first of all, the name of this blog is misleading, because i don´t really travel anymore, and i´d rather not. santa clara feels like home.
the past week has been overwhelming for me. i feel so cómo mi copa está rebosando. i am having a hard time expressing this, so let´s just talk about it later. that´s a cop out, this i know. short story: i planned a project, had expectations, and every single one of them has been changed into something that i could never have planned or imagined.
i held a five-minute-old baby in my arms. a ten pound baby. he was so new.
3 comments:
I think you get to see the most beautiful things. Lucky.
ah, life!
wow. i mean, really.
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