Luz

That's me. Sitting in my room on my second to last afternoon in Buenos Aires, watching the city swirl above and below. Maybe I should be outside walking her streets and seeing as much as I can, but I'll do that later. For now, I am happy right here.

After months of travel that began even before Buenos Aires, this apartment has provided me with comfort, consistency and LIGHT. Figuratively and literally. I have never lived in a place with so much of it. The sun wakes me up in the morning and stays, with almost the same luminous intensity, until dusk. I could tan through the sliding glass doors. I wouldn't choose that over feeling the suns direct rays, but I love the greenhouse effect. It's made me feel kissed from above. Blessed. So I'll sit here a bit more, soaking up and imprinting this warmth on my heart and mind. I'm going to need it. I hear there's a snowstorm in New York.