Diego Gomez

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In such a vast world, I ask myself: What is a right? What do I have a right to?

I am one person among billions, one life within a world of countless lives.

I understand a right as something that guarantees well-being and therefore belongs inherently to every human being—not something that must be earned or demanded, but something that every person should be able to claim.

For me, one of our most fundamental rights is the right to a home.

We all have the right to reinvent ourselves. As the world changes, so do circumstances, people, and places. Life carries us from one place to another—sometimes alone, sometimes with others; sometimes nearby, sometimes across great distances.

Whatever our journey, we should all have the right to a place we can call home, regardless of who we are or how our family is made up. Home is a place where we can pause amidst the constant movement of the world. It is where our ideas, fears, memories, and hopes can find shelter.

We all need a place where we can close our eyes and imagine the ceiling as a sky, the sky as a canvas of stars—a place that creates a truce between our inner world and the reality we face each day.

No one has ever truly owned the Earth or nature, yet we live by rules that require us to sell our time, and sometimes even our dreams, simply to afford the place we call home, even when we do not own it.