my walls are still empty though.

I moved. Miraflores welcomed me with open arms. My apartment is impossibly small, nevertheless 85 meters have never felt so much like a home. It is strange how much closer i feel to, well, everything. Movement, i hear the city´s movement, every car that passes by and the drunken laughter at 3 in the morning, being in the heart of the city i hear its palpitations, i syncronize them with my own.