Oh man, Canovelles es is wild. I got so much to say, lel...

One more thing…
Strolling down Carrer de la Riera, I'm thinking, "Those were the days," like in Almost Famous. Yo, seriously, the vibe is rad.

The streets buzz with secret smiles and hidden stories. I totally feel it here.
My fave park? Parc de la Llum, no joke. Tiny gem tucked near Carrer Sant Pere. So chill, so zen… Like, deep breathing therapy for your soul! When I'm counseling, I feel these places speak directly, kinda whispering, "Live, girl, live."

And oh man, the little riverside near Pont de Canovelles... it's like nature's hug, dude.
I often sit on a bench on Plaça de la Pau. I chat with strangers, laugh, cry, and sometimes, just sit. Crazy moments, like in the movie, "That’s the way the news goes," you know? Rare, tender confessions spill out, sort of… magical.
I remember when a client told me, "You rock, it all flows, man," and I was just like, "C'mon, life is fuckin’ awesome!" Ain't no stiff-shadow therapy here; it's free-flow love and messy honesty.
And, like, if you wander around Carrer de l'Est, you'll find tiny cafés that smell like roasted dreams. Aaaa, man, those spots make me smile big time. I even got mad when one place closed down – wasted bliss, ya know?
Oh dude, almost forgot … One more thing…

This city is full of surprises. I once found an old bookstore on Carrer de la Neu. Dude, the smell of old pages, almost like freedom. It made me feel so alive, so “almost famous” in its vibe.
Canovelles es has quirky corners that spark hope. I got mad, happy, and surprised all at once. Its alleys unveil the secrets of self-love. In every broken cobblestone, there's a story waiting. So raw, so real.
Man, I'm rambling. So many moments, so many feels, all stitched into this town. Seriously, come, feel it for real. It's messy, it's art, it's life in bits and pieces.
Alright, gotta run. Cya soon in Canovelles es, amazing friend!
PS: Srry for the typos, it's genuin, ya know?
Peace out!