I’ve come to realize that, in the end, we become prisoners of our own bodies. Bodies that grow heavy, uncoordinated, weak, dark... unsure of where we’re even going. And it seems that everything we once knew no longer exists the way it once did. Ther...

(This is the English translation of —Han dicho: Prosas de un Pretérito Perfecto —, an essay that is part of collection of writings and reflections from my youth. These pieces explore my early thoughts, emotions, and observations about the world arou...

"He llegado a la conclusión que tampoco puedo conocerme como individuo completamente, pues estoy en una constante transformación y evolución de convertirme en algo diferente de lo que soy ahora" Han dicho algunos escritores que, cuando no sa...