Studying abroad is like being pregnant. Or I guess it's how I imagine pregnancy (don't worry guys...I'm not eloquently breaking news or anything). I've been having these random cravings for things that I never have craved, or even liked. I think one common, cliche item that I'd kill for is peanut butter. It's just the principle of knowing that peanut butter, more or less, is an ocean away if I did want it that makes me want it.
On a more serious note, the marshmallows my brother sent (along with s'more ingredients) were no longer fulfilling a craving, but a pure life necessity. Eating a s'more today, or rather the entire process of making the s'more on the stovetop, compiling the mountain of chocolate and smushing the roasted mallow between two graham crackers, was the most euphoric moment I've had here yet. My roommate Paco ate them with me, but his lackluster "They're ok" response to my absolute favorite food just revoked his right to future mallows.
I also miss the convenience of Walgreens or having a State Street where you can choose between "un monton" de restaurants where (gasp) you know what you'll get when you order. Maybe my relationship with Spain as a country is stuck in between the phases of honeymoon bliss and the comfort zone. I bet in a week I will be blogging over Spain things again and "dejar de quejarme" and lust over pre-packaged and processed foods.
On a sidenote, our prof read us this Jorge Luis Borges (famous Argentine poet-writer) quote today. He finally fell in love for the first time in his life in his sixties. He wrote this poem for his "girl." Sometimes a line from literature stands out to you and resonates in your thoughts all day. This did it for me today:
Estar contigo o no estar contigo, es la medida de mi tiempo.
(Being with you or not being with you is how I measure time)
2 comentarios:
I LOVVVVVVVVVVVVVE the quote from the poem! New fav!!! Keep up the good work!!
El Juico! Good luck with your s'more addiction! You should really seek help for that :)
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