Back at Home – Follow-Up

I realize that my last post wasn’t exactly the most encouraging or hopeful thing I’ve ever written. What it was, though, was honest. It was difficult to put myself out there as much as I did, but it was also pretty liberating. I wrote what I felt.  Continue reading

A Time to Dance

It’s Saturday morning, 4 am.  The music is loud, and there are well over a hundred of people on the dance floor.  The lights are low, but you can still see because of the light from the projection screen behind the stage where the DJ is performing.  You’re so close to those around you that you’re not just dancing with one person.  It’s as if you’re dancing with everyone.  Welcome to a nightclub in Madrid. Continue reading

A New Start

As I write this, I’m sitting in a hostel in Madrid, Spain.  It sounds like there’s a party going on outside, which is a very real possibility.  It’s such a vibrant city at all hours.  Cars honking.  People talking, laughing, singing.  It’s also very accessible because of the great Metro system that can take you anywhere in the city within a reasonable amount of time.  It’s definitely a cosmopolitan city, but one with so much history and culture.  Some of the best museums in the world are located here, including the Reina Sofia, the Thyssen, and of course, the Prado.  In short, Madrid is like no place I’ve been. Continue reading