i will miss you, sao paulo. thanks for a wonderful month. thanks for helping me let go of the usual ways i see the city. thank you for showing me that despite the challenges I face, the rewards—this writing, especially—are infinitely better than doing nothing at all. every day i’m afraid of where i’ll even be in a couple of weeks, but some part of me is more at peace with this instability since i met you.
you are chaotic. you know no boundaries. you reveal the tensions we have going back in the united state in our cities, only more plainly. though i will be relieved to return to the us, to my language, part of you has broken off and been absorbed into me. you’ve never going to leave me.