today i went through my old xanga and read some of my entries. they're mostly from the summer before junior year of high school which, until this summer, was probably my favorite summer vacation of all time. back then, life still had such a freshness to it. that summer was filled with dashboard confessional blasting in cecilia's van speeding down 880 on the way to hidden hills. it was when half of us were still unlicensed and willing to walk from our houses to mcdonald's just to get soft serve ice cream. And you could sit at the tennis courts with your best girlfriends having the same 'oprah talks' again and again without ever getting tired of it. back then, summer vacation meant time to relax... now summer vacation means time to put in extra work hours and make more money.. i'm not saying i don't do exactly the same thing (with an exception of this summer), i mean, i had two jobs last summer and was more than willingly working 14 hours a day.. but i guess what i'm trying to point out is how our priorities changed without really realizing it. i mean, i can't pinpoint for you at what point it became more important to me to work 10 hour shifts than it was to be able to take time to watch the sunset or bake a cake and other things like that.
i guess as much as i whined about the slow pace of madrid, that was one thing they did right. they took time for all the little things in life. preparing meals, cups of coffee, strolls through the neighborhood. i mean, how often do you go to a cafe in the states that serves your coffee in glass cups? and, yea, i'll admit that this blog is a big scattered, but it went a different direction then i had originally intended. i guess what it really ended up being about was taking in that breath of fresh air every once in awhile. it helps straighten out the chaos we've [over]scheduled in to our everyday lives.
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