Never Hide

We are outsiders...periphery....watching everyone else.

The best we can hope for is to find a place where we don't have to pretend.

Everyone wants an Argentina where starting from scratch, but the truth is that Argentina is just Argentina. No matter where we go, we take ourselves and our damage with us. So is home the place where we run to? Or is the place where we run from? Or is the place where we run from for hide up in a place where to be accepted unconditionally, a place that feels more like home to us, a place where we can finally be who we are?