Lyon, Lion, Grrrrrr

or, "Why a spontaneous idea is sometimes always the best idea." 

Voila! Here I am on a train again.. thus, I am writing a blog entry. Never mind the fact that I spend most of my evenings sitting alone in my room, mindlessly browsing the great void which is the internetz, I seem to only feel motivated to begin to blog once I am on a train. I suppose a lot has happened since my last blog – I left my poor readers (my sister) after my return from Germany with no hopes for the near future but to lay on the floor in my room and writhe in pain until school started up again a week later.

Luckily, that is not how my vacation ended.

A Goodbye Kiss

Or, "Why being in France can make one feel rather lonely"

I find myself to be inspired by sitting on trains. I currently have four different windows open as a sudden surge of ideas came into my cranium... and I feel unable to write them all at once. So, as much as the French train system hates me, it often jump-starts the creative juices flowing in my brain, as well as letting me witness different things that I would not see, say, sitting alone in my room looking at pictures of cats with funny captions (I can haz cheezburger, I can haz YOUR SOUL). Today's image: the kiss goodbye.