Today was a gloomy Sunday in Nantes and I spent most of the afternoon looking out my window, a glass of hot English tea in my hand. I told myself I was working on my expression écrite for French writing class, formulating the next sentence in my head when in reality my mind was many miles and years away.
Having talked with Bonnie earlier today, my head was filled with thoughts of the future, which is growing cloudier by the day. She told me how incredibly lucky I am to have parents who will support me no matter what I do and where I choose to go. And she is right; they would. So why has this been haunting me all afternoon?
Having talked with Bonnie earlier today, my head was filled with thoughts of the future, which is growing cloudier by the day. She told me how incredibly lucky I am to have parents who will support me no matter what I do and where I choose to go. And she is right; they would. So why has this been haunting me all afternoon?
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