The trials and tribulations of a man that just wanted to play vidya gaems.
Deck the halls with boughs of holly, t’is the season—err, scratch that. This Christmas is surely going to be a bleak one in whatever is left of Venezuela.
On the occasion of the sixth month since my mother’s passing.
A brief and personal acount of my video game history through the ages.
>Its a Kaleb tries wholesome writing episode.
A look back at some of the crucial events in the Venezuelan Bolivarian Revolution that unfolded during my youth, adolescence, and early adulthood.
In which I try to cast off some of the burdens after nearly two months since my mother’s passing.
A month after I lost that which was most precious to me, the fight goes on…
The concept of a normal life is something that doesn’t exist in Venezuela anymore.
