That’s when we knew we were alive

There were those nights, warm summer nights, when we were out in the countryside, and we felt the wind on our faces, that’s when we knew, that’s when we knew we were alive. When we were sitting by the lake, drawing circles in the sand, and just gazing at the stars, then the wind will blow your hair, that’s when we knew we were alive. And while waiting for a ride, by the side of…

"That’s when we knew we were alive"

Make Love to the Backpacker

NOOOOOOOOO!!!  That’s what I always hear in my mind when someone asks me “are you traveling?” or they say “oh, you don’t work, so you are traveling here”. I started disliking the word traveling because I feel that if I travel I can’t live. Don’t want to be a traveler, I want to live here…       So I spend too much time trying not to look like this:     And avoiding words like…

"Make Love to the Backpacker"

I'm a believer!

This story starts in the fall of 2005, I had just moved from Rosario, to Buenos Aires and had to start supporting myself for the very first time. Thought it would be easy. It wasn’t. Of course. A month down the road, I had somehow managed to find a job but had miscalculated the remaining time before getting my first salary, so I didn’t have enough money to buy some food until I get paid and…

"I'm a believer!"

I’m a believer!

This story starts in the fall of 2005, I had just moved from Rosario, to Buenos Aires and had to start supporting myself for the very first time. Thought it would be easy. It wasn’t. Of course. A month down the road, I had somehow managed to find a job but had miscalculated the remaining time before getting my first salary, so I didn’t have enough money to buy some food until I get paid and…

"I’m a believer!"

Whatever 9

Girl: I don’t know what to do with my life. Bruno: Me neither. Girl: What can we do? Bruno: Nothing. Girl: We have to do something. Bruno: No, we don’t. Girl: I feel like we have to do something. Bruno: How about no? Girl: Yes, let’s do something Bruno: Nah. Girl: We should do something. Bruno: How about we don’t? Girl: Oh, you are such a boring person. Bruno: That’s relative. Girl: Everything’s relative. Bruno:…

"Whatever 9"