Alarm goes off. Snooze. Alarm goes off again. Snooze. Alarm goes off a THIRD time. Snooze. This is me in the morning. I HATE mornings, but I love morning classes. Continue reading “Back to the Routine”
Maybe it is the weather. The drizzling rain, the cloudy days, and the countless gray buildings that look more alive in the summer instead of in the cold wind. Maybe it is because this weather does not let me go out and enjoy the streets of Paris like I did when I first arrived here and I feel inclosed. Or maybe, it is something completely, utterly different. Continue reading “Bajón”
Life, you are funny. Really funny.
I woke up on Saturday listening to the rain. At first, I smiled a little bit because I love the kind of rain that falls slowly, not the kind in Indiana where you feel that at some point the windows are going to break due to the harshness… but then there was a pit in my stomach. What about all my plans for the day? I thought. Paris seemed to be on our side though, because by 10 in the morning, the sky had cleared. Continue reading “Saturday Shenanigans: Friends, Wine and Festivals”
I made myself a Nutella sandwich with chocolate milk because after a day of acting like an adult and taking care of a little kid, sometimes you deserve to be a kid.