I was standing outside tonight, looking up at these southern stars, and I thought—I’m in CHILE.
Contemplating where in the world I am, I suddenly became overwhelmed by the gravitational pull of it all.
I have always been born in the spring; but Chileanally, I was born in the fall.
For something so simple, this is BIZarre to my psyche.
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