Aimee and I used to joke that any time a person finishes a sentence “per se…”, they more or less negate whatever they said right before that. Like, “He’s not unattractive… per se…” (“more like homely…”) or “I don’t hate my job… per se…” (“it freaking sucks”) – you get the picture. So to say that I haven’t been in hiding since I’ve been back in Spain, well, it’s neither true nor untrue, I guess.