After five years (and six homes) in Guadalajara, Mexico, I’m moving to Mexico City, where my best friend, Zaid, moved a month ago. There I can be with my best friend and our dogs and everything will be new. I think it’ll be great.
This will be my new house.
I took pictures of the whole moving process, because I like empty places, and I want to remember all the places I’ve lived. I think part of growing up is learning (or trying) to let go of places and things.
While I was packing I found so many peculiar things: dried glitter, masks, fake reindeer antlers, broken shoes, letters from ex-lovers… But with the help of my friends I was about to let it all go and move on.
I’ve spent the past month packing and then unpacking and then trying to understand how my new city works. People move so fast here.
I’m really happy here so far. I have good friends here, and they’re making things easy for me.
I’ll be all right.
After all, change is good.