I am the carrier of a four-day headache,...the thing just will not go away...this blog has turned into a writing blog because taking photos is just so dang hard and it is 8 degree C and raining in Madrid. Loneliness and excessive coffee drinking are side affects of a damp climate.
This image may not mean anything to you but it is what I look at everyday from my window.
Reading: Doce Cuentos Peregrinos por Gabriel García Márquez; Comer, Rezar, Amor por Elizabeth Gilbert; la poesia de Pureza Canelo.
Listening to: Brahms, Iron and Wine, Jorge Drexler.