Morriña: Homesickness

10 days have passed since I arrived in Spain. Initially, homesickness and anxiety got the better of me and I spent most of my time wanting to go home... which wouldn't have made for a very good blog post. Now, however, things seem to be settling down and this whole thing is starting to feel normal. So while my pasta cooks, let's talk.

For the first few days, I felt so constantly nervous that I couldn't eat. The feeling that your insides are in knots? That. Why was I so afraid? Because I thought I couldn't do it. I'm one of those people who feels disheartened if they don't pick things up immediately (probably why my piano career never took off). And when I didn't feel like Spain was 'home' right away, I thought it never would. I miss home a lot, far more than I thought I would, and I was worried that missing it so much would stop me enjoying myself here. To be honest, I'm still a little bit afraid. But that sick feeling is gone because I'm giving Sevilla, and myself, a chance. Having a roof over your head and knowing where to buy food are powerful things. The important thing to remember is to do things at your own pace and be patient with yourself and your new surroundings. Luckily, I'm not alone here and I have plenty of people at home to talk to as well.  After 10 days I think this city and I are starting to get used to one another.

I'm going to try to post often, like I said before they should get more interesting (and hopefully more positive) than this. Anyway, dinner time.