I haven't been writing because I haven't been listening. To Spain, to myself. I am getting lost in my head instead of in the city. I am diving into pointless emotional depths instead of the Mediterranean. I am growing in passion for things that are not with me instead of the things I will only have here.
I write of this now because today all this changed. I am getting ready to go to Egypt and I am feeling. I predict this will be one of the wildest things I ever do, because for the first time I will be traveling to a place by myself where I don't speak the language and cannot expect a single thing. My idea of bravery is changing with every tick of the clock, because I don't know that I am this kind of brave. And yet, I always thought I was.
What I need is a nice slap in the face, a real solid kick in the butt.
Wake up, me, and start appreciating what it means to be abroad. I hope to have a new pair of eyes when I come back in a week, to my home in Spain.
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