Abstract, expiriences

A Beautiful Afternoon

Alajuela — Another morning. I wake up entangled in my sheets. My eyes are tired and I find myself alone in a house where five people used to live. Now it’s just me. As I walk through the hallway of the house, I ...

Growing Up

Running in the garden, half of the time playing, half of the time fighting. Living without trouble, innocent and young

Alajuela — How did it all happened so fast? All the games and the fights. All the immature jokes and the embarrassing moments. I would like to watch my younger self play with his friends. I would like to watch h...

The heat and the noise brought me back from sleep. Half of the bus was empty and my stop was the next one

San pedro — I awaited till the bus stopped completely, got on my feet and made my way down the back door. I paused for a second, and made an attempt to put my headphones on while the multitude walked past me to m...