i moved. i love it. but before comfort settles in, the train is sure to whisk me away to somewhere new. random people in the city greet me well when i ask questions. babies are really smart. vavin is my new home. i have many hours and little to do, but never finish everything i want to get done , so it waits for me until late in the night; where in my apartment i can capture all that i have experienced in someway or another; on paper. with shapes. and things of that nature. or with friends, in conversation. or alone; in thought and recognition.
outside i see the tour d'eiffel. i think it likes me. it looks at me often. rainy days and lots of keys; describes the day to day...travelling...me.
off to the baths and dinner, then paris and i will hang out again. for a week or so more.
though vague; this is now. and i guess thats all i got. my now isnt vague; just the description of it, for time is limited and thoughts jump around inside my mind, with different accents and everything!
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