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Back to the Pompidou today! After being in the Twilight Zone for a straight, like, nine hours yesterday, all I wanted to do was to go back to my happy place! So we got a super cheap and super yummy breakfast, and I set off! no hitches besides a little bit of a wait to get in. still as wonderful as when I first saw them. This is going to be a treat yourself day.
Okay, so it did not end up being a treat yourself day. I loved being able to see all of the art again it just really is my happy place. I felt especially touched by Felix Gonzalez-Torres's piece about life, death, decay, and renewal. It's just so bittersweet, gentle, tender, and kind. he just does such a great job with taking everyday objects, and placing them in a familiar form in their own function and uses their inherent properties to speak about life and death.. I think he's my favorite artist.
also, yesterday I got homesick bad. I walked circles around the Marais for 4 hours looking for somewhere to eat and just couldn't. I was too anxious to sit down anywhere. After I got home, I realized that there's nothing in this town that I want to do without the people I love. Like my mom, or Treyton, or Annie, or Lindsay. Paris just isn't fun with no one to share it with.
When I got home, I ended up texting Treyton, my mom, and Annie and cried a little and didn't eat lunch or dinner and my knees hurt so bad. I just can't wait to go home. I'd rather be with people I love than anything. I just can't connect with this city. I've tried, I'm just so disillusioned now, it's not working. I often like to think myself a city girl. I also like to think myself independent. those things are still true about me. the thing that is also true about me is that I crave genuine human connection, and for some reason that need just isn't being fulfilled for me on this trip.
I wish I loved this city more. do like it. really cool things about the city. counting down the days before I get to go home and see my dog and my family and a patch of grass that I can just sit in.
Okay, so it did not end up being a treat yourself day. I loved being able to see all of the art again it just really is my happy place. I felt especially touched by Felix Gonzalez-Torres's piece about life, death, decay, and renewal. It's just so bittersweet, gentle, tender, and kind. he just does such a great job with taking everyday objects, and placing them in a familiar form in their own function and uses their inherent properties to speak about life and death.. I think he's my favorite artist.
also, yesterday I got homesick bad. I walked circles around the Marais for 4 hours looking for somewhere to eat and just couldn't. I was too anxious to sit down anywhere. After I got home, I realized that there's nothing in this town that I want to do without the people I love. Like my mom, or Treyton, or Annie, or Lindsay. Paris just isn't fun with no one to share it with.
When I got home, I ended up texting Treyton, my mom, and Annie and cried a little and didn't eat lunch or dinner and my knees hurt so bad. I just can't wait to go home. I'd rather be with people I love than anything. I just can't connect with this city. I've tried, I'm just so disillusioned now, it's not working. I often like to think myself a city girl. I also like to think myself independent. those things are still true about me. the thing that is also true about me is that I crave genuine human connection, and for some reason that need just isn't being fulfilled for me on this trip.
I wish I loved this city more. do like it. really cool things about the city. counting down the days before I get to go home and see my dog and my family and a patch of grass that I can just sit in.
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