Day 3
I’m feeling just the tiniest bit like myself today. As far as eating I’m still a yogurt cup except with a tangerine head and prosciutto feet. I feel better walking around at night. I walked to the Place de la Bastille. On the way I found a bank, a laundromat, and the metro.
I’m really frustrated with myself. Everytime I step outside I feel light-headed and a little dizzy. I can’t tell if it’s because I’m still sick or if my nerves are just out of control.
Sebastien’s friend Ophelie said that I could come out with her and her friend’s Saturday night. But she warned me that her English is really bad.
There are two places that I want to try to visit tomorrow. Monday I’ll figure out the metro.
I’m still sick. It feels like I have an overweight koala bear hanging onto the left side of my head with his foot in my ear.
Bonsoir mes amis.
Paté and Heartbreak 