When I leave places I leave a part of myself there. But I don’t feel depleted. When I leave I also take a part of those places with me. They become part of me, and I am part of them forever in time.
I left a part of me in Buenos Aires, sometimes I feel I still live there. Buenos Aires lives in me.
I will leave a part of me in New Orleans, oh a huge part of me. My heart will stay here, and I will bring New Orleans with me wherever I go. That is how it works with me, I don’t feel depleted by leaving… I feel I’m completing myself with all those pieces I collect from those places.
Those pieces are people, their love and the love I have for them.
I am leaving with no return date. But every day that goes by and my departure day comes closer and closer, my need of knowing when would I be back grows stronger. I thought I didn’t get attached, that is not true.
I was not attached to Buenos Aires because that was not my place to be. I chose New Orleans, and I chose the people that became my family. This is my home, the home I chose for myself.
I will be back, or maybe I should say: I will be back but it won’t be me anymore, it will be a better me, a grown up me, a wiser me.
I know what is coming for me is knowledge. Seeing life from another perspective will change me.
Im going out there with an open mind, an open schedule, and a big heart. Im ready to be filled with experiences and smiles. I want to learn everything I can, I want to see the eyes of those who live a very different life than mine and understand the way they understand.
I will grow, I will keep collecting parts and I will be more complete.
I will leave behind my fears, my pain, my heartbreak, all that just do not fit on my backpack… But I do have plenty of space for adventures.
Here I come.