A Long Way Back Home

StefanoSouth America, StoriesLeave a Comment

I still remember the day I left home. It was just three months ago. I stepped out of the comfort with my mother on the verge of tears, my little dog barking and a big, green, worn-out Decathlon backpack on my shoulder. Now, it’s a long way back home. Since I didn’t plan anything that was more than two weeks … Read More