El Sauce feels like home, but still there are things that take me out of my self and I notice them.

It's so noisy, but as time goes on, I don't see it as noise, but as life. Energy.

Once in a while something everyday bumps into me and reminds me I'm somewhere new and to keep my eyes out so I don't overlook anything.

I turn past the mayor's office, and there's a horse with no owner walking past, so I pause to let the bike taxi go. Hot breath breathes on me and I turn to see a huge white hog with his snout out in a pick-up truck, cheek level with me.

I laughed and crossed to put my keys in my home door.