No pictures with this one, just a goodbye. 6 months - Half a year, has gone by since I got on that plane at LAX and landed in Paris on a rainy January night. Tomorrow morning, I'll wake up while it's still dark, hauling one suitcase full of clothes and comics, the other full of a few thousand drawings, back to the airport, and leave France. I don't like how quickly things become memories- already I'm reminiscing, looking back on the me of january, febuary, march. I know that soon I'll be in California, looking back on the me that was sitting at a computer lab in the school writing this, and that makes me a little sad. It feels like the friendships I've made here were just starting to really develop into somehthing deep, and
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