After a fortnight in Paris: Paris was racist. (It was also pretty, but I don’t want to talk about that. I’ll go back when I can speak enough French to bite back.) Dream revised: Spain.
Because I refuse to socialize in order solely to belong and conform in order to successfully socialize, I tend not to go out much. I’m still undecided as to whether this is more good or more bad, but in the meantime, I decided that I’m going to come up with things I want to do in […]
Got a link to a friend’s covert blog. Realizing blogs don’t have to be dauntingly long and informative. They can be as short or as long as I’d like, and that’s okay. And it’s okay if I don’t have many followers for now. Or forever. Think about it like this: I’m writing down my thoughts […]