Sorry I’m late. Really, I mean that. I’ve just been very busy, very swamped here in the city. Classes are fine if you just keep in mind that everything is warped and tinkered with ever so slightly. It is key, to keep that in mind, you know. Listen – I have to go soon so I’ll be keeping this brief.
I’ve been working as a bartender at a place not too far from my apartment for the past year or so. It’s all pretty close to the university, so we get a lot of students and customers in general. Papa finally chose to quit working at the estancia, bless his heart, hence my picking up of this job. To be fair it doesn’t make that much, but at least something for me to get by on. Also allows me to buy some nice gifts and pay the bus fare to go home on weekends when I get the chance. Mama continues to paint and is as great and original as ever – lots of powerful Argentine imagery in her work lately, with many vibrant and beautiful depictions of women permeating her canvasses. I ought to take a picture or two next time around to give you an idea, even if they won’t totally do it justice. Rosario is out of school and works at a bookstore in town (in Santa Rosa, that is) but also spends most of her time at her boyfriend’s place. He seems to be an alright guy, maybe a little too into himself, but she should really spend more time at home. Mama and papa are quite lonely, I think, and miss us both terribly it seems.
I’ve been getting around the city a lot more lately. Much more than when I first got here. I think I’ve built up a sort of courage to just get out of the apartment and explore some. I’m actually running late to a meeting now. Well, I shouldn’t call it that, but that’s what it essentially is. What can I say – I’ve met some interesting characters at the bar, made some new friends. It has all inspired me to take a little more charge of my life. I’ll tell you more some other time.
And with time we shall see what comes of it all, now that the disappearances seemed to have slowed down. Still, so many are gone. So, so many, that it is hard to pin down an actual number. Hearing from everyone about who they’ve lost really does give you an idea, though. Let’s hope to never return to such a dark chapter here in Argentina.