I just woke up in a bed in Lyon. I've been taking classes here, and have spent some wild nights here and in Paris, meeting people that I'll never forget.
I dropped out of life earlier in the year, and I can say 2009 has been the worst year of my life, but I feel that it can only get better.
I started having nervous breakdowns, extreme rage and depression, and in the midst of all that may have smashed my computer, cell phone and a window out of my life. The window truly was an accident, I was throwing something else and the window got in the way. Fast forward to counseling.
I got scholarships to come to France, but my university screwed them up, so I'm broke here. Due to the economic situation I can't get student loans for this next year, so heaven knows how I'm going back to school. Love life failure. I don't know why I still refuse to take anti-depressants, but I do.
The first full day I was in Paris in June, I met a group of ten other kids from around the world (States, Britain, S. Africa, Australia, France) and we had a picnic in the arenes de lutece, a Roman amphitheatre built in the 1st cent. ad. that is now only a neighborhood park. We drank and talked of love and wisdom and anarchy, and when the park closed we bought more wine and headed to the Seine.
There we met two girls with guitars who were simply jamming, and we joined them where Notre Dame overlooks the river. Two French guys joined us and passed some hash. A man down the river yelled at us, 'Don't be afraid of your own voice.'
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view
B. Dylan, 1974
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