Barcelona: day siete

If God Gave Me the Power to Sense Beauty Why Does He Condemn Me to Such a Hideous Life

I moved to my Airbnb today. Just one word on my mind. THE VIEW.

^{i have my own terrace}

I did miss sleeping alone in a room way too much. My workplace has moved from Ajapnyak neighbourhood in Yerevan to El Guinardó in Barcelona. I feel so lonely and weird all the time. Even with all the beautiful things and sceneries around me. I keep reminding myself that I just need to do my thing. Whatever it is. Whatever it feels like it is. I need to buy a 35mm camers. I need to take photos of this neighbourhood with it. I need to buy equipment for my DIY dark room in Yerevan. These are my things.

Why do I feel that lonely though?