Recently my cellphone was swipped from a common area this happens in, the popular art museum turned skate mecca; MACBA. In my couple years living in Barcelona over a handful of my friends have had their phone mysteriously disappear from their person, twice being the aforementioned place. For this reason I only have myself to blame, honestly my cellphone has been “stolen” before and returned and also smashed twice…from mysterious…circumstances..; so Im due for actually being phone-less. I welcome this unplugged time and have found in its solace a time to reflect–and also stop obsessively lurking my ex-boyfriend’s instagram account through logging onto my mother’s, wait..what?
back to the metaphor on losing and finding things, anyways the phone has let me
to look back through pictures from these past years that I have not stopped longer than 15 minutes (literally, meditation life) to take a breath and reflect on. I also remembered I have this website, I have neglected since graduation, and maybe I could utilize it to make a roadmap or timeline of these last few years and adventures since graduating University (EU jargon)