The past few weeks have been a bit dreary. Not in the sense of weather, but my colleagues and the drama of working at this school have started to weigh me down a bit.
On the upside, I´m still appreciating my time here. For me, Spain, like coffee, was an acquired taste. I don´t really need it, but I´m starting to like it more and more.
The other night, I walked past a non descript church, the same one I walk past every night on my way home, but this time, the doors were open and I could see inside. I saw colorful murals and statues tipped in gold. Now, everytime I walk past, I think about not judging books by their covers.