Every night, right at 7:15 pm, I hear bells. Lots of bells. Of different cathedrals. Of different tones.
It's very refreshing, calming, soothing, and motivating. The tones remind me of war movies, like in a scene, most likely ending scene, when church bells chime to signify the end of war and the start of peace.
Every time they sing, I always stop and listen. Tentatively. Enjoying and reflecting my time in Spain. Forgetting all the current troubles, stress, and worries I have.
And most of all, being content and thankful of where I am in life.
And it starts again at 8:15.
Every night.
I am fortunate.
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