A Be Sea
FRENCH FOR BEGINNERS
I had this idea in my head, when I heard I was going to France, of what it was going to be like. How I would be in a new place I had more than one idea, really, the first was that I would be alone. The second was that I would be set up at some dingy hotel, but let loose on the country to explore.
Every idea I had was wrong.
I should explain; I am very naive. I have lived a sheltered life. A bizarre, torturous, terrifying, and awful life, but one set firmly in one (very bad, no good) place at a time. I had never been outside the country on my own.
I HAD NEVER HAD A CHANCE TO BE SOMEONE ELSE.
HE SAYS, YOU keep saying you're sorry
STOP SAYING YOU'RE SORRY
WHERE DID YOU GO
SHE ASKS ME
I DON'T KNOW, SOMETIMES I'M LIKE THIS, JUST A BIT SAD, ELSEWHERE
WELL, COME BACK, BUBBLE
SHE CALLS ME BUBBLE BECAUSE, AFTER BEING BEATEN UP AND ROBBED FIVE DAYS EARLIER, I JOKE THAT I SHOULD LIVE IN ONE