046: voyage a frances

je voyage a Lyon de France,
je edutiate franciase et Anglaise

I'm now staying at Lyon, France.
It's a quite city with river and sun.
good enough for me to be quiet a bit
but i'm again worry about my early departure in HK afterwards.

ON one hand I feel sorry for not hqving enought time for my parents and on the other hand I feel myself spending more than I have expected, and I can't help to be free from worries.

yet despite all this, via my weekend trip to Paris,
feeling like an isolqte person from the city
I realise myself not "loving" for such long time,
despite that i think about my parents more
and despite i'm more concern about the news worldwide
the choice that I have made for mysemf is still very exclusive to my own interests and concern, the english, the slience I'd like to acquire , the art and knowledge,
and none of these activities involve a direct relation with love as an action itself;


on art, I do get an answer somehow;
while admiring musician being so freely to share everywhere,
that the music penetrate time and space,
on that sunday morning I drew a portrait for a violinist in front of the ST Mary Church, I donate to him instead of giving coins into his case,
afterwards, he caught me up and compose a melody for me, play another half and our at the point i'm doing the other sketch;
and I'm glad that we share the beauty which transforms


C'est la vie suele.

currently reading: witch of portebello by paulo cellho