Absolutely Everything

So far this quarter I’ve been photographing absolutely everything, except the conversations, the music, the taste of fresh olives, my host brother’s antics, wandering thoughts, the buzz of an afternoon espresso, the reliability of the Metro, the difference in feel of sand on Spanish beaches in the north and the south, the pulse of the dance floor at 5 am, the roar of the stadium when Real Madrid scores, the smell of my señora’s cooking, the sexy Spanish accent, the familiarity of the same jeans worn across 5 different cities without being washed, and my excitement for Paris this weekend.