1. I have been living in the same city for 6 years.
In my early 20s, I defined myself as a nomad. Whenever I stayed for more than 6 months in the same place, I started getting restless, turning to the Internet to look for new opportunities in a different city, in a different country. Then I’d pack up and leave. I knew (I hoped!) I’d end up settling down somewhere, but I was sure that somewhere would never be in Spain. Then I got back home from my last adventure in Vienna, got a job in Vigo, my hometown, while freelancing on the side. I quit that job when I realized I could become a full-time freelance writer. I was free to move anywhere, but probably because of that feeling of freedom, I stayed. Novelist Jennifer Winterson compares herself with cats on her book Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, saying she is also “the wild and the tame,” “domestic, but only if the door is open.” Turns out all I needed to calm down was an open door.