While I was in college I came to a realization. I had no idea what I am doing. I should drop out.
I joined the military after that. More specifically, I joined the Army National Guard. Because of that, my body changed. But more specifically my hair changed. I would like to share with you how.
I do not like watching horror movies in general. It feels to me as a poor commercial attempt to scare and thrill. I feel ripped off time and time again. But Insidious delivered.
What if your parents decided to move to another country? More importantly, moving to another country without asking you for permission? When we crossed the border I was scared out of my mind. I felt like I was yanked from my clothes and kicked overboard in the dark Arctic waters. I felt exposed and deprived of parts of my identity. That was 10 years ago when I was in fourth grade, but today I feel much different. Now that my family and I live here, in “el otro lado,” as we call it where I come from. I realize something heart-warming and soul-fulfilling as freshly made tortillas. I am a man of two nations and I am prideful to claim that I have two places to call home.