jardinvoir.

Finally life here is feeling, natural. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that these last few weeks of classes are less intense and less important. Or maybe it has something to with the fact that all the important things like interviews and papers are finished, no longer burdening me. I spent the day in class learning direct/indirect objects...doing paperwork like in preschool...which was so nice so relaxing so blah.

Lunch really hit me in the chest. I walked through Les Halles immediately overcome by various scents! I may have died and drifted to market heaven. Meats, cheeses, fruits, vegetables, pastries, things I cannot describe, prepared sandwishes. Each step falling more in love, smiling to myself...Really though, the market is amazing and I would like to sleep nestled up in its bossom of goods.

I ate lunch in the le petit parc by school and then took in the breeze of a shady spot before Civilisation francaise. Walked home in the sunshine. 

Evening in the park..reading Therese Raquin, one of my favorite books. Barely finished a chapter due to all the wonderful distractions: bouncing soccer balls, joggers, dogs with sticks to big for their bodies, couples embracing, old ladies carrying groceries, fellow students walking, ducks sticking their bums in the air. I am so content to be here...I am so content to see all this beautiful humanity.