Perspective

Time keeps a tickin’ and I still have 3 final exams on Tuesday, but my focus is not on school. And I can’t say I keep thinking about my journey home nor am I focused on staying here.  I guess my brain and heart are a little confused.  As I went about my Sunday, going to a professional basketball game with my class and walking around town, I thought about all the things I would miss.  Things that I never would have imagined missing at the start of my time here, such as the grandiose buildings engulfing my sense of direction as I walk to and from any place or listening to the multitude of languages spoken in one café.  What changed?  When did this build-up of affection occur for this place that I’ve called home for the past 4 months?  I walk through the day puzzled and astonished at my own change of heart: is it the people I’ve met here or is it really the city that has taken my heart for a run?  Maybe I’ll never know.  But what I do know now is how blessed I am to have experienced everything this semester, even through the ups and the downs.  I have ONE week from today left in this awesomely neat city, and there is still a lot left to see and learn.  BRING IT BARCA!

…now back to studying.