To me home is where I find my memories. You know, I've been having the need to travel lately (since I've been 15ish) because whenever I get to read someone's blog or someone's photographs, I always wonder why I was born here in a city where only violence is happening and ephimeral events are held. I mean, I'm tired of seeing the same streets and I could probably go out there and take pictures, I know I haven't explored the whole city but I guess I'm just too scared to go outside with my camera considering México's situation right now, which leads me to my childhood.
