What's Going on in Granada? Post vacation reflection..

Dreaded update regarding Granadian life:

Dreaded, why? Because life here isnt yet. Don't feel alive in this space. After a long conversation with Daniel last night, things will be different. I came up with this really great idea to start an "idea map" because I'm always having ALL these ideas, ALL the time. Like ALL the time I can't stop. It's stuff like what I want to do in Granada, with my immediate future, long projects, carreer rumiations, small and big artist projects, books to read, fields to get into, new hobbies, people to connect with, places, life goals, etc. I'm always making these small little lists that are like do this do that, think about this think about that. Often just a bunch of stuff vomited onto my dry erase board that functions more as mind vomit than the attempted "calander" (which I can never keep). BUUUTTTT(!), since I am such a visual person (my mind works visually), I am going to make a MAP. A huge map that I'll put up on my wall and write in Pencil and I'll web it out, and connect and span and arrow and create and recognize, realize, come full circle maybe sometimes, and jump out on a ledge into nothingness and discover unknown universes sometimes. This map will be cool because it will be a central, eternal place where I can put all my ideas down and with the visual span, I can understand them, they'll have a relationship and logical birthplaces and I can reconnect them and see them in new ways in relation to the new things that come up. And I can see paths developing. I can maybe cross things out of I complete them, or highlight them if they are of utmost concern at the MOMENT, etc. I think it will be absolutely Fabulous. I'm thinking HUGE sheet of Butcher Paper on my wall. But, huge.
So I think you have the right to know, after my lengthy Paris rant, what the H I have been doing in Granada. Moving in. Getting settled. Understanding that their is ground beneth my feet. I know I don't want to be set still right now (which a L-I-F-E in a fixed place seems to effectively require), but I am, post-5am conversation with Daniel, thinking of Granada and this staple (as staple holding me down) as an opportunity to center on projects, namely Novel writing, writing in general (regular schedule and tangeable production), and my new idea to start a (much needed) visual and literary arts magazine in Granada [I know there is all this talent here that people keep inside of their houses. That is the nature of Granada. There is a lot of creative activity going on here, but unfortunately it is all just this festering stuff inside of peoples' personal walls--they come here to escape, so you get this. It's not like people are putting their shit out in the public up in front of peoples' faces, like they are in other (magestical) places like New York, or Berlin for example. Noone's trying to *Aspire, their just trying ta live. Daniel captured this essence of Granada well last night. He said people come here to this magical world so that they can just BE. They don't have to DO, they can be, in peace. I think this is a HUGE thing that bothers me about Granada that I can feel in between lines in a way that not a lot of other people can and therefore they can't understand my frustration (I can't talk to most people about this because they don't understand, it seems. I mean, you know. This language isn't one that most people are used to speaking. I'm just a freaaaaaak [F&Z, F&Z]).

I will most likely be moving residences (yes, hold your screams, friends. It's okay, I think) because functioning without the amenity of wireless internet is causing me more problems than I'd like to deal with at the moment. I think it will really make things so much more relaxed here if I can just used the internet at my friggin house and in the middle of the night at 4am if I'm thinking about someone or if I need to know how to say chilli in German or something. Seriously. I don't think I'm going to ship out to Huelma, even though I hope to get in as much traveling as possible, but I think with these new aspirations to do cool-er shit in Granada, I really need Granada as a resource. It's just energy-suicide to move out to Huelma, so I think that will be officially off my list.

Boy:
Although I meet like 032953845 people when I'm traveling, comradery in Granada is still wanting. Frreal I spend most of my time nowadays with this guy I'm dating, Daniel. I think there have been past blogs mentioning him (dont have internet right now so I can't check this, just have to speculate and will probably change this before I post it and after I check, but its more likely that I won't change it or even read over this part at all to know that I thought about changing it!). He's from Tel Aviv, Israel and has been living in Granada for 2 years. He's totally interesting, has lived all over (London, Canada, Buenos Aires) and traveled a ton. He grew up in Tel Aviv in a family of actors, but both his parents are Romanian so he A) Has EU citizenship, and B) speaks Hebrew, Romanian, Spanish & English all fluently, and a decent amount of French and Arabic. Right now he's in the process of getting an international art sales website up and running, a project he's working on with 2 other people in Granada where he is their PR-person. He makes electronic music and stays up late because he'll get overwhelmed with inspiration and I'll wake up and he'll have all this shit out in the room and notebooks just filled with stuff. He's Super into cognitive processes and modification. Like he meditates and will swear on breathing exercizes, and is always reading new things about Consciousness and alternate states of consciousness. And he writes scripts and screenplays and his grandmother is really old but still one of the most successful actors in Israel. He says that when the 3rd world war comes--and its going to come--we will be hugely responsible because we know it's going to come and what are we doing about it. He wants to help with crisis in Israel using his music, and he's super gorgeous with some of the most striking, beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen and he has one of the most beautiful cats in the world. He's totally crazy, thinks I am a fairy, and, as of two days ago has taken to calling me The Muse. Sounds cool, but still, I'm quite partially satisfied
Can we talk about his rooftop terrace and hammock, with views of snow-covered Sierra Nevada Mountains? Or maybe the fact that he has an actual, functioning fireplace in his living room? Yeah. Talk talk.

I need to make more money to be able to make more things happen and to not feel so stressed out by my absurdly tight budget. I have some ideas for this. Also, because I really *have to buy a bike and would like to buy a guitar (I'm really into solo singing with the guitar at the moment and I think I could do this. Just gotta start out with those callouses) and travel back to Paris and to Portugal and northern Africa and maybe to Amsterdam to visit a friend (Hi, Max!).