Lost in time...reflecting back over the past several weeks has allowed me to fully appreciate the experience I am gaining while I live here in Madrid. Life here is simple in some regards but at times is the most complex thing I have ever worked through. Starting this blog was something that I always wanted to do, but sitting down and connecting my thoughts into a manner that flows is something that I have struggled with greatly. My mind is in constant movement as I observe the new world around me, The sites of beautiful architecture, the smells of sweet baked pastries from the bakery below my balcony, to the constant hiss of the roads, and people moving around me. It is a lot to take in as I stop and think. But in motion, experiencing it; it all comes together to form this beautiful melody of life and has put me in a trance as I live the life before me.
Far from Home
Getting lost in streets far from "Home." Losing myself in the moment at a club at 5 in the morning. Making friends with strangers where English Language is not a common factor. Devouring pastries that allured me from corner bakeries. Pushing myself to use a language to survive. Finding myself in a world that has pushed my limits further than I ever could think possible. Taking every chance. Dropping every fear. Finding happiness in each moment. I found myself when I didn't even know I was lost.
Dreamer. Lost in the moment.
Podunk Wyoming native, living and thriving in Madrid. Lover of Craft beer and art.