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I miss Santiago at night

Here I am feeling a bit lonely which is ok; I prefer to have this feeling than someone trying to help me by fixing dates and things for me to do. I do miss though the chance to talk to someone freely, about anything and everything, preferably in English or Spanish. I do also miss feeling comfortable with other people, I miss laughing out loud. I miss being understood. I miss being free to choose. I miss communicating with people. I miss my family and Santiago. I miss the Andes. I miss the theatres, the bars in Providencia and the bookstores. I miss talking to a doctor that listens and explains what´s going on. I miss cable TV! and movies in their own language. I miss working. I miss the Pacific Ocean 90 minutes from home. I miss getting together with my family on Saturdays, drinking, eating and laughing out loud. I miss reading the newspaper! I miss going shopping with my sister and my mom. I miss playing with my nephew. I miss talking to my papa and my brother. I miss having control of my life and being independent. I miss Spanish. I miss not being an immigrant. I miss friends and Santiago at night.