just tried to ski for the first time. I fell hard on my face and hit my head on the snow. Concussed temporarily.
It is that time between Christmas and New Year. I miss him but it is no good missing him, because France is a beautiful place and I am glad I am here.
Later.
I'm not sure I want to go with the others tonight. Who would I speak to? They probably think I'm nuts. They're probably right.
I think I miss home.
I wish I didn't.
But I kinda do.
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