Currently, I am sitting at a table in Chebo, Panama (month 6) trying to write about Carabyllo, Peru (month 4) and I’m only doing it now because not writing about it so far has made it feel like I can’t write about anything that has happened since.
I loved Peru, don’t think that my inability to share anything means that nothing was worth sharing. In fact, the problem stems from the fact that so much happened that I still haven’t been able to process the love a month later. All that I can think to say right now is that these are the faces of the people that I love in Peru and I hope that you see in their eyes and smiles all the things that I can’t find the words to share with you yet.
With that said… “these are the faces of the people that I love in Peru and I hope that you see in their eyes and smiles all the things that I can’t find the words to share with you yet”.
