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i´m not ready to leave.
i don´t want to.
whereas last semester i was aching to sleep in my bed, eat bagels, and watch movies, this semester i´m already getting prematurely nostalgic for going to the prado, chats in the grass in the retiro, and nights spent dancing until 7 am. madrid has snuck into my consciousness and heart is now intrinsically linked with certain feelings that i´m not ready to let go of. spain, in general, is now one of my favorite places in the world.
i don´t want to.
whereas last semester i was aching to sleep in my bed, eat bagels, and watch movies, this semester i´m already getting prematurely nostalgic for going to the prado, chats in the grass in the retiro, and nights spent dancing until 7 am. madrid has snuck into my consciousness and heart is now intrinsically linked with certain feelings that i´m not ready to let go of. spain, in general, is now one of my favorite places in the world.