Jul 09, 2007 16:20
My apathetic depression is making me lazy. I no longer even try and use the language of the locals, a little surge of frustration through me every time they don't speak my language. Who am I to assume that people should know english?
Maybe it is the heat. The heat in spain is deceptive... this morning felt like it was milder, at 32 degrees... Until the sun hit the back of my so very red legs, and I realised the latent power it still possesed.
I got lost in what i assume is the real city today, away from the marble sidewalks and pretty people. Into where I assume people really live. I certainly didn't belong, with my sunburned feet and pale skin.
Those are my favorite places.