Going back to where it all began. Madrid. No other place to let it all go. I miss the freedom. I miss my piso. I miss my life there.
Just booked my flight there in September... here's the real question.. will I return this time around?
Hard to say... Ferdi y Vero told me I have to stay until I am done writing. (easily said, they write for TV)
Bless their hearts... they have offered to lock me in my bedroom there until I finish. stocked with mahou and rioja of course.
Os veo muy prontitos mis amiguitos!
Tienes que decir a Popy que estoy haciendo... con mis manos.
Besos Enormes!
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