/// I was SUPER hungover when I took this, haha. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ This photo is a representation of a real life reward for pushing myself past comfortability, a huge lesson that slapped me in the face when in Spain. I obviously didn’t feel like doing anything, and was in a bad mental place because of it....but it left two choices. 1) Feel shitty and continue to wallow in misery in a lumpy bed. Or 2) still feel shitty, but explore the city and enjoy my time alive. It’s a logical decision, but a tough one to enact. I’m so glad I did, because I wouldn’t have gotten this view, or the incredible undocumented experiences that day. Love you, Madrid. And all your cheap cervesas.