Part 3 last weekend

That night I met Nicholl at her place, and we walked to Pompon

Danced, even my camera lens got foggy

Then we went to Le Baron. Lots of creepy guys tryna talk to us.

In the morning we went to brunch at Hotel Amour. Nicholl got the eggs benedicte

I got the veggie salade and a cafe au lait
Then I did some work, and met up for korean food

we all ordered bim bim bap
I ordered extra hot sauce but there was a bit of a double language barrier so I wasn't brought it until much later.

Then I ordered a red bean ice cream dessert, it looked like a fish. They didn't have anything else, ran out of all other desserts. I got a korean coffee, which was just a bit sweeter than normal coffee. Not much different.
Oh , metro, I'm going to miss you.

Took the train home.

been feeling oddly dissociated lately, as if i'm unsettling myself, untangling myself from this parisian life that i accepted as my reality. now i feel like i'm just a visitor again, peeling myself off the wall like a sticker leaving a trace of adhesive. i lost track of my progress but now i feel and see it again as my schema is being compared to that which i originally came with. and now i feel like i've adjusted seamlessly and when i go back, i'll notice just how much i've changed because the growth isn't apparent just yet in this context where it occurred over time.

tired. have to go to bed.