Warm sun, smiling faces, soft wind. Life is good.
Spain is awesome. Travelling is awesome. I feel so comfortable here. The mist around my head is gone, I see everything clearer. This feels home.
I have heard that travelling is escaping. It might be true, even though I don't want to think that I'm running away. I don't feel like I'm escaping. But somehow it happens everytime abroad. I see everything clearer. I can think and talk, I can feel my true feelings. I know what I want.
And it feels so good. It's so rare for me to actually know what I want. It's rare to feel lucid.
Love,
Ambivalent
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