Tag: trabajo

• November 5, 2008

  I Do Not Live, Work, breath in the Abstract : This is Real

  Yes, last night was historic. As much as I wanted to bask in it, feel it, cry for it, and jump for it, it was hard. For the past few days I have been in the middle of a family crisis. My dear tia/madrina, the one who was always just down the block from me…