January 2011
9 posts
You we will never leave where you are, until you decide where you would rather...
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something new. lots of old.
It’s been a while since I’ve actually taken a minute to reflect on where I am and what I’m doing with myself. At least in a narcissistic way, like tumblr blogging. I love Paris. I hate French (the language), simply because I don’t speak or understand it. I’m slowly losing hope that in 5 months I’d be able to be remotely conversational. I desperately need to...