Two ways

Hay dos formas de hacer las cosas, por amor o por miedo. Or maybe there’s only one way to do … More

Coming back to oneself

This is my favourite sound in Portuguese I tell Carolina, my teacher, and smile. We are going through the phonetics … More

Looking back I regret I didn’t go for it It could have been fun An adventure It was fruitless To … More

It’s time for Patagonia. To leave the baristas at Lab and the freelance work meet-ups in Palermo and the coworking … More

The traffic light on Thames and Costa Rica turns green and the taxi stands still for more than ten seconds. … More

“But some are crazy”, he says. “In what way?”, I ask. They [the women] bother me. Hit on me, he … More

“Then you should be married to a pilot”, he says and continues “So you can have a dog and travel”. … More

I have days, weeks, months, moments when I think I should lead an ordinary life. Create some healthy routines. Doing … More

There’s no way I can escape this one this time. That I can go back to something else. It’s in … More

I take off the robe of the good girl. The obedient and pleasing one. The one who’s constrained. Trapped in … More