Life is crazy, even here in Nantes where I have no job and few commitments. But even still my friend Sharon and I haven't been able to align our schedules for weeks.
This week though Sharon finally found a time that worked for both of us: Saturday, 10AM.
Okay, truth be told this time was a little early for me after having grown accustomed to waking at noon, but I managed to get myself out of bed and down to Sharon's apartment just at 10 o'clock.
We walked down to Marché Gloriette where Sharon needed to buy some produce for a friend coming to stay for a visit. I thought it was fitting that I should spend my last Saturday in Nantes with Sharon, eating fresh chicken eggrolls in the same marché that Sharon first introduced me to 4 months ago.
Afterward I accompanied Sharon while she did laundry at a laundromat near her apartment and sat with her on the front steps of a building across the street from it while the wash cycle was in progress and Sharon altered a shirt.
Sitting there like that all I could think was that this was the most perfect way I could have spent the morning.
This week though Sharon finally found a time that worked for both of us: Saturday, 10AM.
Okay, truth be told this time was a little early for me after having grown accustomed to waking at noon, but I managed to get myself out of bed and down to Sharon's apartment just at 10 o'clock.
We walked down to Marché Gloriette where Sharon needed to buy some produce for a friend coming to stay for a visit. I thought it was fitting that I should spend my last Saturday in Nantes with Sharon, eating fresh chicken eggrolls in the same marché that Sharon first introduced me to 4 months ago.
Afterward I accompanied Sharon while she did laundry at a laundromat near her apartment and sat with her on the front steps of a building across the street from it while the wash cycle was in progress and Sharon altered a shirt.
Sitting there like that all I could think was that this was the most perfect way I could have spent the morning.
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