I've been home for about 2 weeks now, but it feels like a lot longer. Unless I'm speaking French, France seems really far away. Except for last night. I had a dream that I was practicing French and English with some French students. They kept asking me vocab questions "What's the word for 'molle' in English?" and, this being an anxiety dream, I had no idea.
Upsetting? Yeah, it kinda was.
Upsetting enough that my solution was to speak French aloud to myself on the drive to my internship this morning. Maybe not the most effective way to practice, especially since I was simultaneously listening to an English-language album (
Dirty Projector's
Bitte Orca), but practice nonetheless...right?
Maybe not.
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