Wish I Was in Provence,France

You may be thinking that the content of this blog and the title of the overall blog (Wish I Was in Provence,France) seems to come out from nowhere. I'll explain.

Every time I'm stressed out or not want to deal with people or not want to deal with people...I want to leave somewhere. Somewhere where life seems simple and somewhere where no one knows who I am. I don't have to constantly think about running into them, wondering what they're thinking, seeing them and hating them, and etc. The place I always want to run away to is Provence France. It's a beautiful place out in the country where you're just surrounded by artisans and winerys and rolling hills and lavender and etc. I saw it on Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations and immediately fell in love.

I realize realistically, it may not be so perfect. I heard making a living is very hard and all the revenue is coming from the tourists. But one can dream...

Do you ever have those kind of people where...you used to be great friends...and now not so much..and you never really know what happened? YBut now when you see their face its like damn i hate that person. but they don't know that you hate them but wonder why you're not so happy to see them when you run into them in public. But on a social media website, you look at the newly updated pictures of that person and the activities that show up on your newsfeed when all you have to do is just block them...but you can't. Because you're curious about what they're doing and etc. You're probably thinking "wow this girl is crazy stalker" or "crazy much?" but that's who I am. I guess. I dont consider myself a stalker since I don't follow and go on my own to find out what she does, I just see it in my newsfeed and I click on it.


Why does life suck like that?Why can't life be either you hate them and ignore them or you love them and keep in touch?



Life sucks.