There were no many plans, the idea was just to wander around, in a flâneurish style, or stay in bed: not much to do, not many places to be, just “be” for a while. But it didn’t happen. It’s logic how you, in preparation of things to happen, create these ideas. But it’s crazy how, when they don’t materialized, they can still become memories of non existent moments that fill places with nostalgia.
Photos I have missed; memories I have made
Barcelona is cloudy today; thank you Nature. Makes me miss the roulette of San Francisco weather...
Lounging around on a terrace on top of of the Eixample.
Once I read that Spain is actually in the wrong time zone.
Neverending conversations or segmented reality?
you & me, that's something. we are work in process. not defined; in discovery mood. happy anniversary to us #11
Gaudi's Color Gamut
On cities that were made for friendship
A sketch of an article. It has a word limit