Please listen to this song SONG. Here are the lyrics. 

And if you don't speak castellano spanish, you'll need a a translator. (Gús, if you are reading this, thank you :). 

I'm home. And listening to the music my theological chilean friend gave me. 

A lot has changed. The air is clear to breath. The birds are singing. 

Some things have stayed the same. I still have opportunity to seek. 

I still have no concept of time.

 I lost my phone at my friend's grandparent's house; hopefully I'll find it soon. But it's refreshing.

 It is as if there is no clock, there is no linear time. Everything seems kairotic.

As Cities Burn is still chilling in the best sense.   

Shock. / / Re - immersion. 

- My first meal back in the states: WENDY'S.

It consisted of a chocolate frosty and medium fries. Best breakfast ever!

- My first meal back: MEXICAN food. Tacos with beans and rice. Soooo good.  

We No Speak Americano

I'm really excited to see how spanish and the "rest of my life" will coincide. 

Yeah.  

It's good to be back. 

It's weird (not weird, but weird) to be back... but it's good. 

Surrealism.

Today I watched part of the motorcycle diaries just so that I could hear the language. 

Argentian accents were so easy for me two years ago. And now, Chilean accents are easier. 

Funny how things change.