Reflections

Reflections

Blue skies and sand colored buildings, the smell of fresh bread and pastries wafting from every corner of Sarrià’s cobble-stoned main road. Morning runs up the steep hill to Parc de l’Oreneta and meditating on that same park bench, breathing in the quiet air and open expanse in front of my closed lids, knowing the beautiful city-scape would be there glittering before me when I opened them.

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