I´m leaving sevilla in an hour and a half. I am going to granada for two nights. I squeezed in a booking at the sister hostel for friday and saturday, which required wrangling and deals on the side made with the manager of the other hostel. I know two people who will be staying at the hostel at the same time as me. I have a reservation for the alhambra saturday night.
it´s really funny. when I left for this trip my sister told me that sevilla would steal my heart. and she was absolutely right.
thing is, sometimes you get your heart stolen in ways you hadn´t expected and this is why I am leaving for a couple of days.
I am too open here. too unguarded, too welcome, too raw. I do not feel safe.
so I am going to another city that is in all likelyhood, exactly like this one, in hopes that I can stop acting like such a neurotic, sensitive dickhead living out a woody allen romantic comedy in my head 24/7 and instead I will be the stoic, masculine badass I yearn to be but have no fucking idea how to realize.
let´s see how that one works out.
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