Posts tagged Mexico City
Mexico City in July

Being in Mexico City, I feel the same longing as when I visited Taiwan during my childhood. It’s the same during my last nights in Taiwan, when I’m not wanting to leave my grandparents’ apartment, listening to the soothing sounds of my grandmother doing laundry, the dim light of the back balcony on. It’s an odd feeling of safety, it’s small instances of belonging, small ways of feeling secure in a foreign place, wishing I could stay but knowing that in the morning or in a few days I will be gone.

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