paris: a few spots

So it was an exhausting day yesterday - so much so that I fell asleep around 9pm and woke-slept in cycles until around 4:30am, when I started replying to the friends who were worried by the attack in Nice and our presence in France.

( Fine, fine... We're all fine here. How're you? )

And then I came back to the apartment, finished the next chapter of a fic, did some grazing, went for a walk, and then crashed like a great crashing thing. I have a sneaking suspicion my body is frantically trying to catch up on months of sleeplessness all at once on this holiday.