Living Life Like....

Santiago is almost without music. I realized today that tunes are missing in this town suddenly when the sound of a lively radio licked me from inside a decrepit building. I wasn´t expecting it. Street musicians and singing on buses for change, the lively beats from roommate's machines and the house radio are normalcy and central to my system. That radio was the second sound that shook and unrattled my somber nerves today.

The first sound that brought light to life today was my roommate's excited cheering. Whatever he was saying in loud Italian was a happy awakening in a serious condition, a beat in today's march. Personally indifferent to most sports events, I was ready to cheer along side Seba while Napoli won 2 to 1 in their futbol game this morning. Having forgotten the sound of excitement and recreational cheer, Seba was momentarily my duel savior and best friend.

Thirdly was the sound of life in the midnight street of Ñuñoa. Popping laughter was newly refreshing to hear in the night´s dark; it announcing with joy that everything on the neighborhood street again seemed simple, tranquilo. The kids were doing what kids do without danger´s looming presence, picking on each other, giggling, and moving around. I felt like going outside and exchanging sounds and life with the neighbors, having nothing interesting in content to share, just wanting to enjoy in good company the show of lights.