Then I went to meet Julie at the outdoor market. When I left it was super sunny with beautiful blue skies, so I went out without my jacket for the 2nd time in 2 weeks(prior to that, I hadn't gone out without a jacket and/or several layers of sweaters since October). We bought some vegetables for a soup we're going to make together and then sat outside at a cafe and ate bread and cheese with her friends and drank wine and talked. I love Julie, and I love her friends. I'm so thankful to know them and be included when they hang out. Seriously, this is why I live in France.
It ended up getting a little cloudy and chilly, and a jacket could have definitely come in handy, but still, spring is on its way. We're already getting much longer days; they're currently about 3 hours longer than they were in mid-December. How exciting! Well, in Brittany, spring is kind of like winter in Texas, but after so much time of grey and cold, I consider highs in the upper 50s and low 60s to be warm. What happened to me?
On my way home, I stopped to say hello to one of the homeless people I see when I do my volunteer work. He insisted that I sit and talk, so I sat with him for a bit. He alternated between saying he wanted to get an apartment and get out of the street and saying he preferred his life as it is because he gets to see and talk to people all the time. He introduced me to someone else who stopped by to say hello as his good friend. In fairness, I don't think he actually knows my name, but I still really appreciated it. It almost made me cry. He's my mom's age but seems older. I suppose that happens when you're homeless for that long and drink that much wine everyday.
In just a little bit, I'm going with Julie to one of her friends house to have apple pie and ice cream, followed by more drinks I'm sure. Hanging out with them may not be so great for the diet, but if given the choice between being skinny and alone in my room or fat and surrounded by good people, I'll choose fat every time.
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