We as a younger generation of Latinos have the responsibility to start a very difficult conversation about race with our loved ones. This conversation is necessary as our cultures have 527 years of colonialist ideologies engraved in our DNA.
The lack of appreciation for your surroundings happens to the best of us. The effect of getting swallowed up by the daily routine is soul sucking.
Social distancing and isolation have shown me how important touch is for us. The simple ability to receive touch and touch someone we love was so natural pre quarantine that I am sure most of us took it for granted. The simple act of holding hands and being able to kiss someone we love without the virus lurking over is a feeling that I will personally be looking forward the most after quarantine is over. Thus, I believe that the days after quarantine are going to be defined not by the experiences that we missed out on, such as going to the beach or going to Starbucks, but by the ability to finally touch and hug those we love with complete freedom.
I wrote this letter to myself once I confronted the darkness and found a way to love me. I realized then that this could be someone's reflection as well so if that is you and it resonates please read it back to yourself.
If there is something that’s kept me sane during quarantine its music. I find music as my own personal mental health booster. I often go to sleep with music and find dancing at the most random moments the most perfect form of self-expression and therapy a human can have.