Hello Again Lisboa.

Hello again Lisboa! I flew in last night and realized how much I had missed the "ta bems" and the ancient look of the city. I got in and had a month's worth of catch-up with Viv, which was super fun in recalling all the things that stole little pieces of my heart.

Things I've seen. People I've met along the way. And the accidental wanderings that turned out to be exactly where I needed to be. It opened my eyes to the fact that the places I thought would steal my heart were not what I expected, and the one place I had no intention of revisiting swooped down and grabbed it all together.

Now I have arrived at a crossroads. With a flight booked to Brasil in a week, I have an immense feeling that I should stay for a few more months. Not cancel Brasil altogether but perhaps give myself another 3 months...

Crossroads inside of crossroads.

I love Lisboa. Adore it. Feel enchanted every single time I go for a walk. But the opportunities are a bit iffy. And when I booked my trip to Brasil much of it had to do with being unsure if I could make a living.

Madrid- a city I fell head over heels with. While it does not have as historic a feel as Lisboa, it's beautiful in its own way. All the great bits about back home. A pulse. Art. Bars. Restaurants. A feeling of progressiveness. Which makes me all meep mop murp inside. And based on various conversations, a bit more opportunity.

What's a girl to choose? I feel so immensely lucky to be where I am, right at this exact moment. I feel like all the things I've experienced have been hand-picked for me. And now, I am looking for the next step... It will come. I can feel it...