Yeah, not only is that song in my head (along with another song, that thanks to a boy, shall go unnamed) but I guess it could describe my mood. I'm between positive and just whatever. Days are going by faster and easier and I'm having a good time, but at the same time, missing stuff. Like today I realized I missed Taco Bell. That is now added to the list along with Chik-fil-a, fresh baked cookies, homemade nachos, my car, my dog, my boy, my mom, Oprah, my bed, my compadres (that's Spanish, right?) and hearing English on a regular basis. I also miss socialization with groups of people, which sounds really strange but true. And now I'm thinking I need to listen to some Beyonce before I go all melancholy again.
But before I go, I did some English conversing with two older ladies last night. Both were in their sixties. Or maybe fifties and they just looked older. But whatever. We were discussing likes and dislikes and one said that she was "crazy for the Beatles". For some reason, that just made, not so much my day but maybe my hour. It was just a great, random little moment. This trip is made up of great, random little moments of home that make me smile, give me a little hope and then send me on my way. Yesterday, it was that and hearing Alicia Keys in a grocery store. Today's moment: some freshman looking high school boys out behind the school, playing a informal game of lacrosse. Made me happy.
And now, a movie? Yes? No? Well tough, you're getting one anyways, coutesty of boredom at a Paris bus stop.
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