funny in a certain light how we all look the same.

I am going to Spain. I like to say it over and over again and feel the way it rolls out of my mouth and makes everything a little warmer and it makes things smell better.
I'm not going to Spain. Well, I don't even know yet.
But I'm planning on it, which is a little bit dangerous, and exciting, much like planning a love affair or playing the right line in the right part of a song.
Okay. Enough for now. I'll check back with you if I even get a passport.

I'm on a music fast right now. I'm not listening to music (in my car at the very least) so that I can be still and know that God is God, I guess. I need to talk to Him more. It's cool. I don't know how long it will last, but I'm 28 hours strong.

And I'm relearning Spanish. It's all coming back to me...