I think of every place where I left parts of myself and most of them are here, one on top of the other, accepting and learning, ceaselessly becoming despite all. Every road I take, I walk naked, without anything but hope, surrendering every victory I take pride of, telling myself this will be my last and for the first time, I recognized the pain as it is. You probably knew it by the bruises and wounds, but I knew it through constantly swimming in an ocean that keeps pushing me ashore. How every time I get close, it's as if it's pleading anything or anyone but me. I laugh deep down when people compliment me, how it worked for them and not for me. This place confesses every secret I thought I had forgotten, every sin I thought I had forgiven, and every dream I had let go. And I think, for the longest time, this is the first time I became my own company. If you ask me how it is, I would say “perfect”.

Photo taken at the Río Borosa in the Sierra Segura, Jaén, Andalucía (November 2019)