so many things happened this month, I couldn’t even catch my breath! Right now I am siting in my living room in Paris, where I arrived yesterday evening; after a long stay in my hometown, at the South of France.
T-shirts, books and shoes are on the floor, and on the chairs. They are witnesses to the way I prepared my suitcase a month ago : should I bring with me this or that? I feel overwhelmed looking at the familiar mess.
Mess or no, I am really happy to be back. I already saw two of my neighbor-friends and the lady-baker with the moustache across the street noticed I have returned; even though she pretended not to.
The weather? Beautiful: not too warm, not too cold. Just good enough to be out. For a walk.