Landing coaster

The well known smell of that plane. *boo*

The well known smell of Paris spring going toward summer. *yeah*

The bitter taste of a France being so disappointing. I’m not surprised having to find a third shop finally opened on a Monday or not hearing anything credible at all from our politics. Even my sister is rude, leaving shit stains all over the toilet and a trash can that smelled like a dead cat after using my apartment. France, taking care of business as usual I guess.

A few days ago I was in the desert and it was pretty different. So much shit in my mind. Brutal rollercoaster.

OK. Back to work.