Things feel like they are coming to a close. Like they are falling asleep here and thus the waking world is in fact what will be the dream of here. The return to Paris. The bustle. the work. The teaching. The getting ready for another year. the applying for qualification. The list of to-do items left in some box somewhere before one (I) took off to here.But I am not yet there. there are a few more seascape days left, afternoons finishing good novesl on the sandy beaches, diving into the blue waters to cool down. There are a few more evenings of gorgeous sunsets over bay and mountains. But alas, so few, so few I must now dash off an savor them!!!!
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