Not So Deep Thoughts

My father left a comment on my last entry recommending that I come ‘home.’ And it’s ‘home’ where I might find myself again soon.

Just not the way he thought it.

CT will always be my ‘Home’ home, but, even though I don’t have any place in Madrid to call my house, Madrid remains my current home. And it seems that with the complications and disappointments of this summer (both in Belgium and Madrid), I might have to go back and start building up my life again. Starting with the basics - apartment and job.

If I come back next week, I will have the generosity of my friends to get my through the end of July and maybe even ’til the beginning of September (at a very fair price.) But in the end, I’ll be looking for a new permanent residence. So if anyone knows about a place opening up in August or September that isn’t absurdly expensive, let me know.

As for work, I have my lovely job with Atribord awaiting me in September, but August is still anyone’s guess. Ideas?

I hope that this blog will go back to its usual happy-go-lucky self once the world gets back on even keel again. My love and hugs to everyone who has been there to help me up and sweep the dirt off my back.

(Still don’t have internet and the closest place is 25 min away on foot. Will be connected again as soon as possible.)