Un Cortado.
A daily staple while living in Spain.
I've been thinking back on my time there and how easily travel can vanish.
It's now a distant memory, a distance place, a distant self.
Since I was unable to write about my experiences on this blog then,
I feel like its rather redundant to write about it now.
i may spew out a post or two...
But really,
here's to the present.
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