Kind of quiet

Don't know why exactly, but it's kind of quiet in my mind. Some nice dreams and the Christmas approaching. One more year, one more.

Becoming permanent in this city, I think. Not knowing what's next and probably not making a lot to find out.

Thinking how since I live here, I don't seem to keep the track of seasons or special days. I live in a bubble. No Christmas tree, no posadas and hardly anything else.

French does not seem to be my thing and I wonder how else I can grow. Writing the test anyway and hoping for the best (and some luck, I guess)