This apartment is strange at night as it fills with sounds unfamiliar to me and the streetlight catches strangely on the blue embroidered curtains and transforms the flowers into circles. Meanwhile the rain falls outside and even through the glass of the windows and the wood of the shutters I can hear it.
Even as tired as I am, I cannot help but to hum "La Bastille" from the movie Les chansons d'amour as I close my eyes and drift off to sleep. The weather says tomorrow will be sunny and warm for orientation but I find the rain so much more enjoyable here than the sunshine.
It might be the romantic image of Paris I still hold onto and hope to find or it could just be a product of my fatigue.
Even as tired as I am, I cannot help but to hum "La Bastille" from the movie Les chansons d'amour as I close my eyes and drift off to sleep. The weather says tomorrow will be sunny and warm for orientation but I find the rain so much more enjoyable here than the sunshine.
It might be the romantic image of Paris I still hold onto and hope to find or it could just be a product of my fatigue.
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