Returning to Sevilla

There are things we forget about things we love. Maybe that is a person, or a place, a home or a car, but whatever it is there are things we often overlook, not so much out of necessity but out of desire to make them more desirable.

On my return to Sevilla - the return that started out as a lengthy (maybe lifetime) switch, and then shrank to a few weeks - everything is sure to be different this time around. Mostly because I am different. I am no longer 'the New Yorker just off a broken engagement', that changed last spring when I became 'the American Writer' who spent every afternoon writing in Jonathan's cafe. Granted I have never had anything published, but at the time that is what I wanted more than anything... that, and to have a good time.

Anyway, this time the story is different. I have a new job I am excited by, a new beaux I adore, and when I return to my hometown in Cartersville, I have a new life to assemble. Life has been one constant stream of changes from early 2009 until now. I am happy to see the element of stability being applied. (and I am sure, so is my mom!)

When it comes to stability, there are a few things Sevillano's are known for - running late, traveling in groups, and taking like slow. Its the latter that I loved so much last time, and I hope the slower pace helps me this time too. It never hurts to slow down and think for a bit, contemplate life and next steps. Fortunately, Sevilla is the perfect place to do that - either at Jonathan's cafe, nestled under a tree by the river or a sunny spot in Parque Maria Luisa.

There are so many scenes in this life I adore.