November 17, 2024
Just checked my return flight to the US – December 13th. A mere 25 days until check-in! Time truly flies. Gazing out the window of this charming apartment, I see the gentle rain washing away the city’s dust. It’s a beautiful sight, a serene moment in the bustling metropolis.
It’s incredible how quickly time passes. Another year has gone by. And while the hope for change in my hometown feels distant, it’s on its way. Even if I may not be prepared for what’s coming, I decide to let go, as quite franqqly I also do not know. This year, I had the unique experience of witnessing the US presidential election from afar, a world away in my birthplace, Uruguay. The excitement, the anticipation, joy and anger, the collective energy – it was a shared moment with millions around the globe.
We watched the election results unfold, refreshing news feeds, captivated by the ever-changing map. The awe, the disbelief, the hope – it was a whirlwind of emotions. And just like many others, I sought solace in a simple walk. It’s fascinating how we consume news today, how nothing is quite as it seems, how reality can be so fleeting.
Here I am, far from home, on a rainy day in Buenos Aires. Even here, people wonder if this rain is a blessing or a curse. But as I step out into the park, I see the beauty in the falling rain, a symbol of renewal and hope. And in the end, everything will be alright.
QHHT Silicon VALLEY 