You are in Paris by now. Last I heard, you were boarding the train. Ha, I can see it now.
You're sitting in that way that you sit (half cross legged, with your hand by your crotch). You're reading Voltaire, or have the book laid on the table in the open-air cafe, with a cup of coffee, black no doubt, sitting on top. Not because you like black coffee of course, but because it makes more sense. You're talking to someone who worships you, as they all do. You're trying to use big words, but you're mispronouncing them. Actually, you keep using the same big word, maybe the only one you know. Arbitrary, I think thats the one.
You introduce yourself with your last name. It'll make an impact, you're sure, and you're proud of it. Well done.
arbitrary: subject to individual will or judgment without restriction; contingent solely upon one's discretion.
They'll find out though, because you're careless. Messy, as they all are. You haven't learned yet from our past or my past mistakes. But its alright. They'll understand when you tell them the others are friends you are trying to meet.
Suit yourself, but I'm not an idiot.
