I'm in the mood for writing. Strange since I haven't felt it for quite a while. And although I've got plenty of things to do it happens that I write short short storys, partly fitting to a story, partly not.
I never really told you something about that student exchange with Lyon last autumn. May be it basically was because I can hardly find good memories. My exchange partner hasn't really been the crème de la crème and it was complicated for me to find someone I could talk to because either I hated them or they hated me.
I never told you that I came up to a boy.
Well, first of all he is a German one and I already met him in my German acting classes. And he ... argh, he has a very big and distinctive chin and jaw and when he smiles this whole, whole, whole face smiles and his body is full of tension. And he has that touch of joy and happiness I search for.
(By the way, he is the one I appoint as #2.)
But at the moment he is in the USA for an exchange year and I found a photo of him smiling widely and I noticed that it isn't over. I wrote something lika a fanfiction about the moment we meet again after the sommer holidays from his point of view -----
I should stop it, just stop it, I clearly have to many boys in my head. I should just stop it.
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