I suddenly thought about the crepes that I ate in St Emillion in 2011, and the crepes in Paris in 2013, and that made me think of my H2 French class.

Last week, I went out with a group of them and I felt this warm fuzzy feeling that I haven’t felt in a long time. I don’t want to think too much into it because then it would be a form of investment in to the friendships, but that was a moment that I want to remember, which is why I’m writing it here. 🙂


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