Discovering House Sitting
At the beginning of this year I was traveling with my mom, our two cats and our dog in our converted van around the South of Argentina. Around March our path took us to Mendoza where we stayed for a while in the house of a friend, but all along I felt like something was missing from my life. One night I sat in front of my computer and started a search to see how much it would cost me to go from there to Bs.As. After a few days thinking about it, I talked it over with my mom and decided that going back there would be the best for me in the long run. When I arrived there I felt lost and sad, because I had changed so much in the time I was away from the city life. I was able to stay with my sister and even when I was extremely happy with her for letting me stay at her place I still felt out of sorts. I spent a month feeling like a ghost of my true self. Being back made me feel younger than I'm in a weird way, I felt like a little girl needing the guidance and love of her family, a s...