Paris 7am.
The travel was tough and I struggled to sleep. I leave some acquaintances made on the bus and run at a bakery to buy pastries.
All seems dull. People, the underground, Paris but I rejoice to no longer to have to fight anymore to find delicatessen or another French Product.
(Yeah ! I'm from France !)
Anyway, we eat well in France ! LOL
At that hours, the tube is full as usual. I see again Paris with his Eiffel Tower, but I don't care. My thought are elsewhere. My sister that I crossed in front of my building, is surprised to see me only two days after talking to her about my health issues.
Arrived at my flat, I jumped on the strawberry syrup from my favorite supermarket.
I relishes my swallow, I missed that. I take my clothes briefly and FINALLY take a rest.
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