Ok, just a quick recap
18 months ago
in case some old 43 buddy is reading (hey yous! hi! I hope you’re all fine!).
Here in France. Most possibly not for a long time (Meet The Restless).
Gave up on finding a job here, because there was nothing enticing careerwise.
Working as a writer, and gaining consequentially (which made me realize that living on a budget in the Riviera is like being at a party where everybody else dances and has fun—but you sit on a chair because the back of your pants just ripped wide open).
Planning for things to change in some months.
We still don’t know how, though.
It’s… well. Scary and exhilarating, I guess.
