"This moment of perfection is so strong that my angst towards Daniel's upcoming departure is lifted, and I breathe into the footsteps of the ancient, the petrichor of the Divine."

I could fall in love with any city named after pomegranates.

"And here I am, at this dusk, on this night, watching the last golden gaze of this sun. I am just a bystander, just another face that will soon submerge into the vast and dizzying currents of the world. A wanderer."

Exciting turn of events. I'm in Granada.