There are times where I miss being latino. It feels weird to say, but i miss speaking spanish every day and eating hearty meals and sharing a culture. I miss the glimpses of mountains and dirt roads and simple people... the kind that say goodmorning because they have no idea what turning up your ipod and ignoring the world means. I need to dance salsa, and eat in an open aired restaurant and drink some flavored shaved ice. Dame comida tipica. I've kinda worked my whole life to not be part of one specific nationality, but right now, I want some Puerto Rico, I want some Ecuador and I want some Brazil.
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