he cometido el peor pecado que uno puede cometer.
no he sido feliz.

but i am happy now.
and it is amazingly thrilling to write someone in Oviedo
to ask for some more mohair spanish stoles, i so adore.
two hundres euros for one, night.

i love Spain at her most.
even though my Spanish is a litlle bit sloppy now.
i could never forget those mexican made nights.

passionate they were.
i keep on holding to my sins since then.