On my mind

Right now, I'm taking a break from my Projet Village.  I've written eleven pages and I think I'll be done soon, but man, I don't feel like returning to it just yet...  writing so much in French is really exhausting.  

I don't post enough here, and I think part of it is because I feel the need to write a lot about what I'm doing.   Maybe it's okay to just post how I feel in short little bursts...

Today, I had the realization that I'm leaving Nancy soon...  Two weeks and four days.  I haven't loved my time here, but I don't quite want to leave yet.  It's a strange paradox- having spent months wishing to be home, only to find that, as the time approaches to go home, I want to stay.

Also, I feel horribly ordinary today, and I don't really like that feeling.  There is nothing wrong with ordinary, I just wish I were something special.  

Here's a picture of what's on my mind:

That, my friends, is the oldest vitrail in France.