trading dreams
what comes after you get what you want
Spain has held an inexplicable grip on me since I was a little girl.
It was the promised land– though what it promised I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that I needed to go.
“Mom, how did it start?” I asked last Thanksgiving…
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