Only when it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

Me encanta Chile, en serio, pero me molesta cuando las personas en la calle caminar tan muy muy lento. EN SERIO. (I love child, seriously I do, but it drives me crazy when people walk super super slowly in the street. SERIOUSLY.) I broke my foot, I took the cast off four weeks later, I didn't know how to move my foot, my ankle was like jelly, my hamstring super tight and I had to roll my foot really slowly from heal to toe when walking. I walked like a snail, it took me five times longer to get anywhere, but I STILL PASSED people. How is this possible? My foot didn't even recognize the ground. People just enjoy life here? I do not have the answers to these questions, everyone walks really slowly like they have no where to go and then sometimes just stop in the middle of the street, for no good reason. I guess I should slow down to their pace as well. Maybe I am just a tad bit impatient. Well this past month has been great. I got to trip it home to the cold state of New...

A new way of life? Pucha, no se. Somewhere along the line in the recent month my cloud sort of crashed, not into a straight ground, but sort of a building, a semi crash, happiness evaporated a tiny bit, and worry, stress, sadness, confusion...and all those other amazing emotions humans carry entered in place. Por que? Because...life enters, passes, challenges and brings you to new places every time you allow it to. Today was sad for me. Today my friend could not reach me in a time of complete crisis, today, I called her after her feeble attempts to reach me only to be a foggy computer phone call away when what she needed was my hand in her ability to feel and be needed. It was an awful feeling. Yesterday, I brought Katie to the airport and got a taste of my own medicine. I watched her after she probably thought I left, I just stood at the other end of customs as she waited in line, I couldnt leave, it was too difficult to watch someone knowing its the last time you'll see them un...