meee again.
still in Spain, this time in Granada.
heres my thought of the day: I think the saddest aspect of a permanent tragedy is if its never told about. the inability to tell the story of what happened... like if someone is murdered and no one ever knows how it happened. or if you´re one a crashing plane and no one will ever know what it was like. without the ability to tell about it or record it in some way its like it never happened.
hmm okay. tonight Im going to meet mis amigos for dinner and then GO TO BED, haha. I was out dancing with my spanish sister until 8 in the fucking morning last night. craziness.
I love Spain. I love public transportation and universal health care.
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