I close the door, leaving the world outside. I lock the noise away. I’m finally home. I turn on the lights and let myself be comforted by this space, built over the years. I am not waiting for anyone. What a joy. All...

It is just before 6 a.m. I am sitting at the back of a local bus, on my way to a small village in the Antioquia region. Medellín slowly disappears behind the fogged-up window. The day is breaking. The few passengers around me are still asleep...