Back home but this isn’t home
Back in a place that used to be home. The first time staying in a hotel. The city seems new, distant, and yet I know it so intimately…
Gathering thoughts…
A world of little thoughts.
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Back in a place that used to be home. The first time staying in a hotel. The city seems new, distant, and yet I know it so intimately…
Coming back to a country that never felt like home. Every time I come back to Chile at immigration, I watch as the officer speaks Spanish to the non-Asian person in front of me, then switches to English when he realizes that that person doesn’t understand Spanish. When it’s my turn, the officer immediately addresses…