Living in dizzy cloud of goobyes

''Take me to the docks, there's a ship without a name there
And it is sailing to the middle of the sea
The water there is deeper than anything you've ever seen
Jump right in and swim until you're free

I will remember your face
'Cause I am still in love with that place
But when the stars are the only things we share
Will you be there?

Money came like rain to your hands while you were waiting
For that cold long promise to appear
People in the churches started singing above their hands
They say, "My God is a good God and He cares"

I will remember your face
'Cause I am still in love with that place
When the stars are the only things we share
Will you be there?

I've got a plan, I've got an atlas in my hands
I'm gonna turn when I listen to the lessons I've learned
I've got a plan, I've got an atlas in my hands
I'm gonna turn when I listen to the lessons I've learned''

- Atlas Hands, Benjamin Francis Leftwich 

Days are long, but how is it Sunday again? Last two weeks it's been raining... Yesterday the sun shined for a little while when I tried to capture every minute of my last scout meeting and memorize all those faces. It was touching to see the reflections on those little girls little faces when we told them, that this was my last day with them.. And what about those note's they wrote for me? Almost cried when I read them.. And this was only the start. Next 41 days are gonna be full of goodbyes and I've no idea how I'm gonna cope with that...
Today it's cold and rainy again. But whatever, 'cause of yesterday's birthday party I slept 'til 12.30.. Now I should be writing two pages about my year in France, but instead of writing I'm here, writing about things I've already written about. I just have no idea what to write about? How in earth should I put this whole thing in two pages with three pictures? Well there's a challenge for today.