Bexhill recognizes me.
Today was a reflective day for me. I became aware of my position in the world. On the one hand, it is a strange position, because my body, my job, and my studies are in Argentina. And yet, my language, my destiny and my work are in Bexhill.
When I listened to “Dancing Queen” and thought about King Charles, my heart broke into a million pieces, as I realized that, for a long time, I didn’t feel capable of living as a highbrow within the English language. And now, I have been living in English for many months.
It is a complex situation, because those sad eyes carry not only nostalgia, but also grief. Grief for the life I did not pursue, and hope for the person I may still become.
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