A Nest Among the Clouds

Since my word is my bond... Here are some pictures of my new flat for you. Heavy on the gorgeous skies (should I take up sky photography as a hobby, or do I have to admit I already have? :p)

Here are all the photos (3rd one down on the left is from the Pride Parade and it was a bit shocking to me, so I guess I still have some innocence left!)

I moved to Buenos Aires with the goal of connecting with people. So far I have attended Pride March with my first girl crush (well, not really, I think I was 8 and on holiday, her name was Lorena), but still, it's nice to have a queer friend to do things like this with :) The next day I attended a concert in a wellness festival by a new artist I love. My first concert, since those aren't exactly autistic friendly and I have always felt I would struggle, but since most people weren't there to see Yami Safdie, I got to enjoy the vibe without getting overwhelmed. So yay for being brave!

It's slow going getting settled back in a place that feels familiar but really really isn't, people keep trying to give me directions and referencing places I have heard of but cannot for the life of me locate. I think I grew used to being an immigrant and getting that free pass from those around me and now I have to resist the urge to explain I have been gone most of my life even though I sound completely native.

Weird reversal, huh? You can never go home again, apparently. Also remembering how I was always the queer kid anyway (mostly in a neuroatypical way, since I didn't know about my other queerness back then).

That said, I love how open people are here, even if I get shy. I have a few cousins and relatives to catch up with still and I am dragging my butt to some physical activity every week. Last week I tried something called 'flying pole dancing' where the pole is swinging from the ceiling and yup, it was totally nuts. I think I prefer my poles attached to the ground and ceiling, thank you, but there are a few other acrobatic disciplines I want to play with.

I have also began the super fun process of getting doctor appointments and tests again to help with all my various ailments, but one thing I can say is that I'm calmer (THC oil they gave me for chronic neuropathic pain? Just me getting closer to zen through sheer metnal exhaustion? Who knows!). This not to say that I'm not super mega anxious and want to check I locked my door and turned the hob off (real concern since it's not visible, but also old obsession of mine) 30 times before leaving the house, but there is a bit of a distance now that I appreciate as progress.

Anyway, do you have a question you need help with? Ask in the comments and I'll draw a tarot card for you and give you a bit of flash advice from them.