Back in black
Back in Paris - and back to beeing at home for 2 minutes at a time.. everything happens so fast here, and there's always something going on. It's one of the main reasons I love living here so much, but sometimes it really gets to me. Too much emotion about something that may not be as dramatic as it seems; too many thoughts, words and feelings at the same time.
Stressful, yes - but oh, how I love it...
Now, bed (/couch) for a couple of hours before the alarm goes of at 5:30 and it's time to hop to work again.
Goodnight my lovers
Comments
Postat av: May
Uurg.. Does'nt sound that good really.. Sounds like you're just trying to find a way to escape from reallity... Are you really feeling good, or is there anything you're afraid for? Maybe you're lifestyle is just a shelter...?
Postat av: elin
Oh I'm trying my best to run away from all sorts of responsibility and stability - I feel I'm way too young for that. And I love my life here, the reality thing is a bit funny to me - since this is my reality. Sometimes painfully real, but amazing most of the time.
Not sure if you're someone I know or not; but if you are you should know that what comes up on the blog is just a small part of myself and my world.
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