San Pedro de Tiquina, is a town and municipality of Bolivia, located in the province of Manco Kapac west of the department of La Paz.
The municipality is separated into two parts by the Strait of Tiquina on Lake Titicaca, one part is physically connected to the rest of the national territory and the other is an enclave in the Copacabana peninsula bordering the Republic of Peru.
The culture of the municipality is predominantly Aymara and the most spoken languages are Aymara and Spanish.
Altitude: 3.963 meters
Population: 6,052 (CENSO 2012)
Coordinates: 16°13′18″S 68°51′11″W
San Pedro de Tiquina, es una ciudad y municipio de Bolivia, ubicada en la provincia de Manco Kapac al oeste del departamento de La Paz.
El municipio está separado en dos partes por el Estrecho de Tiquina en el Lago Titicaca, una parte está físicamente conectada con el resto del territorio nacional y la otra es un enclave en la península de Copacabana que limita con la República del Perú.
La cultura del municipio es predominantemente aymara y los idiomas más hablados son el aymara y el español.
Altitud: 3.963 m.s.n.m.
Población: 6,052 (CENSO 2012)
Coordenadas: 16°13′18″S 68°51′11″W
Yesterday, I experienced a breakthrough. One that was bittersweet, but it was for the best.
For quite some time, I have been friends with this person, one of my kindred spirits. When I started my journey of self-discovery, he was among the first people who made me feel that I was worth loving. He saw something in me that I never truly acknowledged before. My beautiful soul.
And yet, he struggled to see the beautiful soul inside himself. He is very funny and creative, making people laugh with his gift in the theater. He is kindhearted - making me smile during my sad birthday, when he sang the birthday song for me in English and Mandarin. He was there for me, listening to my thoughts and sharing his own viewpoints about life, helping me see the world from a different perspective.
Yesterday, he told me that he wanted to focus on himself. That he needed time to be away from certain aspects of his life, including our friendship. I felt sad, but I realized that it was his own journey to take. The only thing I can do is to let him go, supporting him from a distance.
The art of letting go is never easy to do. But when we love someone, sometimes, we just have to set them free so they can spread their own wings. Until the time they learn to find their way back home.
Letting him go allowed me to share more love to the other people who are also important to me. More love for the person that I chose, my silver-eyed prince.
I believe that the people who are meant to be in my life will always come back. Someday, when he has learned to love himself, maybe we can rekindle our friendship. It's not good bye, but see you again. Wo ai ni. 🐼