Its ironic really, ironic in the fact that I live in the country of the sun. Where everyday is sunny. I don’t know what to do with myself. I am allergic to the sun, it makes me so tired and I feel baked quite literally. It brings me out in a horrible rash. Its funny (hilarious!) that I also have a severe vitamin d deficiency. So as soon as the leaves turn and the nights quicken and the days are shorter I am happier. I have always been happier in the autumn winter months. Born in January I am well and truly a winter babe. I like it when the frost coats everything with its sparkly white. I like when leaves fall and you can see trees bones. I like wrapping up warm and wearing layers and black tights. I like the grey heavy skies, especially against damp green and yellow leaves. In Barcelona we don’t really get to experience these days very much. So when they do happen, when the fog is so thick you can’t see the top of the tall buildings, it makes my heart feel happy. I feel at home, finally. Cabin fever has well and truly settled in my bones. There is an itch I can’t scratch to get out and explore and see the world. However, as you all probably know due to me banging on about it, my body often doesn’t allow me out on great adventures. When I do get out it is to explore the hospital or to take the dog for a walk. On some of these walks I like to take my trusty camera along to record the glimpses pf the outside world. To capture them and remind my self that even the grey, dull mundane can be pretty.
We walked to one of Barcelona’s ugly parts, near the industrial seafront. Where there are remnants of the past old Barcelona. In its grey, industrial, vast glory. This is the side not often shown. I live really near here and can see the 3 towers of the factories in Badalona from my balcony. I like the massive slabs of concrete covering everything against the backdrop of the glistening sea and the puffy white clouds. Its a peaceful non touristy place here. Quite hard to come by.
The fog came about thick and fast, wrapping its misty fingers around everything. It looked like someone had breathed all over the tops of the buildings. It made the light all diffused and gloomy and the air damp. The smell of the sea thick in the air. I instantly felt homesick and nostalgic for the past and felt so alive and like myself once more in this weather. Something I have not felt for such a long long time. I miss the damp, gloomy cold so so much, it lives within my heart and my head and I feel like it is a part of me. Long live these cold, dark nights!