L'ennui du globe-trotter

I am currently applying for two different internships in France (and another in Brussels, although I haven't heard back from them at all in the week since I sent my resumé). I almost started crying just now, listening to Jean-Jacques Goldman and thinking about my possible arrival in Paris this May or so.

Why do I ache for France when I'm home and long for home when I'm in France? When I'm in France, I tell myself I could never spend my whole life there, but when I'm in the US, I realize I could never spend my whole life here, either. I am never satisfied.

srah - Monday, 15 March 2004 - 9:28 PM

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gravatar Matthew the Young - March 15, 2004 - 10:15 PM -

You could open an authentic French store here in the US (although i guess it wouldn't be that authentic if it touched US soil...) and then you could 'live in France' while you worked, and then leave for home in the US each day after you close the store...

Or get a job that flies you to France every few weeks/months...

gravatar Cityzen - March 16, 2004 - 4:07 AM -

Come on!!
Tu es la bienvenue pour ton retour...

gravatar Kathryn - March 16, 2004 - 4:52 AM -

That pretty much sums it up. I think I'm going to go cry now.

gravatar Jez - March 16, 2004 - 6:02 AM -

Nah. Can't say I've missed the place AT ALL. I do ache for Spain though, and have done since I moved away from there four years ago.

gravatar katie - March 16, 2004 - 8:15 AM -

Wah! Srah, let's you and me run away together (with Chad) to France!

gravatar srah - March 16, 2004 - 9:07 AM -

Or to Chad with France!

gravatar katie - March 16, 2004 - 11:19 AM -

Or we could Chad away to run with France together!

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