Red Squiggly Lines

I opened a brand new Word document to write something in English to find that the language was still set to Spanish.

Since I'm in such a different environment right now, Spain seems like it was a blur that probably happened. As trivial as it is, this little detail reminds me quite vividly that this time last month, I was walking down streets illuminated with butterscotch streetlights and smelling of cigarettes, wine, pastries, and lilacs.