Today, I did something fun. Well, most of my days are fun, but I did something ordinary.

Since I will be leaving Barcelona toooo soon, I bought a postcard, and addressed it to my self  I will probably receive it a week after I get home,and the text said something in style with:

Dear future me,
At the moment, you’re as happy as you’ve ever been.
You just enjoyed the greatest mascarpone-pie you’ve ever tasted.
You’ve been laughing with Jenny for hours (Yeah, by the way you
weird Swedish girl, thank you for the lubricant!)
eating Manchego.
Stop worrying so much, dwell and anxiety won’t get you anywhere.
Remember; Disfruta la vida. I love you. Yours truly, M .


For those of you who don’t see it, I’m a scarecrow!