Cositas.
Little things.
I peep expectantly in the mailbox for international post. I´m buying things because I´m ´on holiday´ (I´m not on anything, merely in denial). I no longer recognise what language people are speaking in. I like seeing dogs everywhere, it brightens my mood. Fresh bread is cheap. There is no fresh milk. Card shops do not exist. I need to explore more. I now requiere twice as much sleep. Chatting is a potential minefield of awkward pausing and forgotten vocab. I had Smöoy and it changed my life. I´m almost looking forward to winter coats and umbrellas.
Ay, mi vida ¿Qué es?
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