Wow. I actually lost two followers since my post last night. They obviously weren't following closely enough ... or maybe it was something I said. But then, as someone else once said; "anyone who gets into any kind of forced/regular writing is bound to make a useless fool of himself now & then" (HST '71).
I have just spent the last ... uh, yeah, almost 48 hours now, alone. Not planned, just the way it worked. E is out of town, the work I have on right now involves me sitting in front of my laptop, drinking coffee and wine ... Ken called and I didn't answer (ooops ... sorry man). Last night I walked around, crossed the river and back a few times, took some photos. It felt like I did when I first came here and I knew no one ... lonely, but not once have I ever felt like I don't belong here.
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Well if they want to stop following feck em! :)
I get the same vibe in Paris. It's one of those places that feels like home even if you have just stepped of the plane there for the first time.
Well you gained one. Me! I'm loving your writing and thanks for following my blog. :-)
If this is on the basis of feedburner, ignore it, that yoke moves about like crazy.
haha, that's the edited version. The ones my sis used in her actual assignment werre way sicker!
Hi Jonas. Thanks for stopping by my blog to say hello. You live in Paris? Wow. I have traveled the world but have never had the chance to get there. Honestly though, its always been #1 on my list. I hope to someday see it. I already love it and I've never even been there. Can't wait to see your photos of the beautiful city...
Hi, Maybe, they were the same two that I lost a few days ago. Or, maybe they weren't serious writers like we are, and our outstanding ability frightened them off.
Just a thought,;-)
Best wishes,
Annie
hmmm...lonely? In Paris? I suppose it's possible to feel lonely anywhere but Paris? I studied abroad there about 12 years ago when I was in college...I just aged myself...and I would go out and take walks by myself all the time willing to be alone with my thoughts. I also crossed the river a few times just to try and free my mind. It usually worked...I felt like it was just me and the ghosts of Paris. All these years later I do it in NY too...you're never really alone in this town so you almost have to work at it but I welcome it. But, that's a different type of lonely than the kind you feel when you move to a new city...
btw, I love it here...your blog, I mean.
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