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Rated: 18+ · Book · Personal · #2140872
You will find Veritas
Because I usually am in Vino


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         In 2009, I gave up my studies as a medievalist and musician, left my home, my family, my life and moved to Provence in southern France for a guy. In 2012, I moved away from him to study wine.

         Today, I'm a vagabond sommelier working in Paris at one of the oldest and most famous restaurants in the world, struggling to find some purpose to what I deem the rest of my life. I'm still married and after 8 10 years, I'm still trying to fit-in with French life and culture and to understand why the French are the way they are. Because they're weird in a different way that I think Americans are weird.

Perhaps it's me who's weird.
April 25, 2020 at 10:05am
April 25, 2020 at 10:05am
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When watching the news yesterday they happened to mention this was our 40th day of confinement. So today is day 41 I guess. 41 days. I'm getting a little sick of it to be honest. I am pretty much a homebody. Being an expat with a bad attitude and a hatred of speaking French (not because I can't but because I think the language is ugly) I don't have many friends so I never really go out all that often anyway. But all the same, it's starting to get on my nerves that I can't go out when I want, even if it's just to walk to the store or - if I was in Paris - to walk to a café or the shops. I can't even go running. That is what is most frustrating to me probably. I want to run outside and not on that stupid elliptical. First world problems, I know. I'm lucky I have the elliptical at all. I could go running I supposed if I wanted to run circles around the square for an hour but this is Arles and there are still plenty of gitan men out and around who would happily annoy me if I ran anywhere in the city. So I don't go out.



Nothing else is happening. For many days I haven't been motivated to write, to study, to read, to do anything but watch Star Trek reruns on Netflix. I don't even really like Star Trek all that much. Well I do, but I don't really like the version I've been watching. And yet I've been watching it non-stop almost.



Yesterday I finally gave up trying to force myself to get anything done and spent most of the day in bed. I'm not sure if it helped. I've been sleeping a lot and I'm still tired. It's mostly a weird feeling because I don't feel depressed, per se, or even low on energy. Just tired.



The government has been fighting about when they are going to reopen the restaurants and hotels. They would like it to be sooner rather than later as the French economy depends heavily on hospitality. Like way more than you think. But even if they do reopen everything with the borders being closed everything is still going to get hit really hard. Supposedly we'll go back on the 15th of June.



I've been working off and on on my novel prep. Still working on my NaNo project. I should get back to them both. So I suppose that is all.



41 days. 20 more to go.


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