An Alley Off the Ramblas [Possibly L’Hospitalet]. Barcelona, Spain.


An Alley Off the Ramblas [Possibly L’Hospitalet]. Barcelona, Spain.

I love graffiti. I love travel. I love Barcelona. There were a few nights in Barcelona where I had no idea what I was doing. Those were the nights when I would walk around, sit on a bench in Plaça Catalunya and think. One of these nights, I was having a particularly bad time of it, questioning what I was supposed to do with the rest of my life, the meaning of life, why I was doing what I was doing, and whether or not ‘running away to Europe’ for a month and a half to get my head on straight was really the right course of action. I never answered any of those questions because I was distracted by people watching. Some interesting characters come out at night…I know that I thought some things and passed silent judgement about people I had never met. Homeless people, tramps, prostitutes, lost tourists, people coming off second shift, people coming in for third shift…i’ve never met these people and I will never see them again, but I was guilty of judging them. It gave me a lot to genuinely think about while I was walking back to my hostel. Then I saw the graffiti. My català was weak and very rusty, so I was pleased to see a little bit of English, ironically, the only bit of English….

“I am not defined by your ignorance.”


I hear you universe…loud and clear.

Sometimes the lessons that you need to learn are the ones that are right in front of your face.


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