Still in Barcelona, out of our tourist flat, and into a hostel in the more suburban Horta, where I've felt more out of place for the first time in a long time. Well, at least when I'm wearing my torn jeans and with my unkempt long hair. Not to mention the fact that I'm paler and more irritable (in a dermatological sense, anyway) since moving in here.
That and today was the first day I really got out and explored some of the area I used to live in, in the old town. I'm jumpy at the moment. And I have not really had a chance to reflect much. I've been walking a lot and tired a lot more, as usual. I could blame it on Seasonal Affective Disorder, but I've had these symptoms since January.
Anyway, not much to say besides that. I'm afraid of being ripped off. Might have to take a job in the hostel just so I can have a place to stay when the money runs out. Wouldn't that be a laugh? *serious face* I'm not laughing.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
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