Matters of space and time
Originally posted on September 13, 2016.
More than three and a half years have passed since I left Buenos Aires. More than ten years have passed since I left Salto. In a couple of months I will say that I left Santiago. I don’t know if I ever will repeat the same phrase in another place and another time. Maybe yes, maybe no.
I usually finish what I start, with a few exceptions. My dad told me once about the importance of ending cycles and I think today I am taking his advice very literally: My time in Chile has an expiration date.
The reason I want to end cycles is not because there is something wrong with them or something wrong with me, on the contrary, it is because I want to start a new way and overcome new challenges, to feel there is something more that I want to do and be. In this venture, dear friends, is where the happiness lies.
Sometimes I ask myself if the happiness is in seeing my nieces and the children of my friends grow up, at the Sunday “pastas” with family, at the barbecues with friends, in the ‘mates’ with my grandparents or at the Christmas Eve toast. This question makes me feel guilty and selfish but I guess that is the price I need to pay to make my own decisions.
The main characters are the same, a playlist, a backpack, a green suitcase, a plane, an unfamiliar city and I.
At the end, everything is a matter of space and time.
