disclaimer about zaragoza
i wasn't sure (still am not) that i can write about my winter 'holiday' in zaragoza. i do want to write about it, but i want to let myself off the hook if i don't. somehow, the way my mind works is that i can't write about anything else here on the blog until i'm finished with reporting about the holiday. except:
- it's already been 3 weeks. no one else cares, except me.
-i need to acknowledge that i can let go of something without writing about it, even if (this is the hard part) my initial plan and expectation had been that i would write about it.
the disadvantage of being able to live on just a little is that you sometimes end up emotionally overwhelmed. for the past half year i'd been hibernating severely: few people, little money, borrowed books, sleeping on half of a bed. i can't even begin to describe what abundance of all kinds came upon me in the zaragoza days, and the effect it had. the only thing i still have plenty of is time, and time was limited on this holiday: there were things to check off the list (even if we didn't seriously make a list: there simply were!!!), and then closing times, and then the new year to...almost-neglect, not-really-celebrate. so it went.
i thought it would be fun to write about, because it was such a fun (and epic) holiday. lots of things, ok a bit too many things for my comfort, but hey i'm gonna live with it.i saw a lot of stuff, and definitely learned things, as bad as i am with retaining information. things went very smooth, with no loss, no harm and just one instant of regret. so...i don't know what happened after. i want to say january happened, but that wouldn't be entirely straightforward. i had been pretty depressive the days before zaragoza, so that now, from the same place i used to be in for most of december, those five days seem sort of unreal. like i don't trust them.
and after all, what am i beating about the bush? no matter how it was, it was only 5 days.
i got the pictures out of the way as soon as i got back. my dump-load, in case anyone reading here hasn't seen it, is in my facebook albums:
http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10151243323599620.480099.553339619&type=1
do i feel freer now? hmm not yet, but we'll see.
- it's already been 3 weeks. no one else cares, except me.
-i need to acknowledge that i can let go of something without writing about it, even if (this is the hard part) my initial plan and expectation had been that i would write about it.
the disadvantage of being able to live on just a little is that you sometimes end up emotionally overwhelmed. for the past half year i'd been hibernating severely: few people, little money, borrowed books, sleeping on half of a bed. i can't even begin to describe what abundance of all kinds came upon me in the zaragoza days, and the effect it had. the only thing i still have plenty of is time, and time was limited on this holiday: there were things to check off the list (even if we didn't seriously make a list: there simply were!!!), and then closing times, and then the new year to...almost-neglect, not-really-celebrate. so it went.
i thought it would be fun to write about, because it was such a fun (and epic) holiday. lots of things, ok a bit too many things for my comfort, but hey i'm gonna live with it.i saw a lot of stuff, and definitely learned things, as bad as i am with retaining information. things went very smooth, with no loss, no harm and just one instant of regret. so...i don't know what happened after. i want to say january happened, but that wouldn't be entirely straightforward. i had been pretty depressive the days before zaragoza, so that now, from the same place i used to be in for most of december, those five days seem sort of unreal. like i don't trust them.
and after all, what am i beating about the bush? no matter how it was, it was only 5 days.
i got the pictures out of the way as soon as i got back. my dump-load, in case anyone reading here hasn't seen it, is in my facebook albums:
http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10151243323599620.480099.553339619&type=1
do i feel freer now? hmm not yet, but we'll see.
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