I've been listening to music a lot lately.
I've been eating unknowingly.
Tout seul.
I think I've hit a bit of a low.
Actually, yes, I have.
Perhaps it was waking up to the sounds of a blood-curdling scream of a baby all morning.
Or the constant rumble of the sandblaster in the courtyard.
And now, I'm sitting alone on the grass at Sciences Po, thinking about how to make the last two months here the best I can make them, given circumstances.
Stiff upper lip, right?
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