Dear Diary I'd like to tell you about how the chat with The Spaniard went over the phone the other day. I was really hoping for a heart-to-heart and to determine where we stood and if it was worth actively pursuing something together. It didn't quite turn out like that as he called me at … Continue reading Good News – Entry 85

Dear Diary I've been feeling numb the whole day. I made a bad life choice last night and really regret it. The silly part is that if I had had more inner strength it could have been avoided. Perhaps it stems from post-holiday withdrawal...or maybe I was just craving connection...either way I'm feeling pretty ashamed … Continue reading Chicken Soup For Two – Entry 84

Dear Diary It's always a strange feeling returning home after being abroad. Is it rediscovered clarity that makes you want to reassess everything and plan for a future in a new direction? I could just be speaking for myself also. Perhaps, others are happy to be back at home and to resume their usual lives … Continue reading At Crossroads – Entry 83

Dear Diary I hardly slept last night. This was for two reasons - my Father was unwell with his cold and secondly I had a heavy sadness over my heart thinking about The Spaniard. I played some dance music that he had sent me and I cried silently as the music provoked vivid flashbacks of … Continue reading Adiós Hasta… – Entry 82

Dear Diary It's almost as if the Gods were listening to my prayers the last time I wrote you. The Spaniard came to Seville as he said he would and my Father wasn't too pleased with this stranger joining us -"where did you say you this guy again??". My biggest concern was the sleeping situation … Continue reading The Visit and the Last Dance – Entry 81

Dear Diary In five hours The Spaniard will arrive. I'm excited but also anxious as my Father is on the war path. I've told him at least three times to "be nice!". He has been teasing his name and also suggesting that he'll be requiring a wheelchair. Maybe allowing the Spaniard to come was a … Continue reading Preparing for the Worst and Hoping for the Best – Entry 80

Dear Diary My Father and I have been in Seville for a few days now. We parted ways with my friend in Barcelona as she had to return home. Seville doesn't seem as exciting as Barcelona, but a holiday is a holiday. To my surprise, The Spaniard is still in contact. He asked which days … Continue reading They Say History Repeats Itself – Entry 79

Dear Diary Last night I had a date with The Spaniard. He'd been so sweet the preceding days by calling and texting the smartphone he leant me for my stay in Barcelona. I think this grand gesture is the new age equivalent of giving the shirt off your back to help a lady. I'm still … Continue reading Secrets of the Night in Barcelona – Entry 78

Dear Diary A day after meeting The Spaniard I checked my email multiple times - nada. I was rather hurt as he had invited me a few times to a dinner and show with his friends on Saturday night. What was also bizarre was that he seemed so convincingly into me when we had first … Continue reading The Trail of Breadcrumbs – Entry 77

Dear Diary This vacation I wasn't planning on making any entries... I'm travelling in parts of Spain with my Father on a Daddy-Daughter trip. It is extra special to me as my Father completely lost his vision about 2 years ago and I'd felt as though I'd lost the opportunity to go on a trek … Continue reading The Spanish Kiss – Entry 76