Chapitre 29: Experiencing Paris

Studying later in the day was hard. My mind kept wandering back to Mark and his words. Self-centered. Was I? I shook my head and drew my eyes back to the computer screen where I was attempting to write a journal piece about that day’s events. It was hard since that conversation was part of the day. With us going out that night, I had to get my assignments done before hand. It was going to prove difficult.

Finally, I was done, but I had no idea how. Maybe it was gibberish. I really didn’t care at that moment. My eyes landed on the phone sitting on the desk. I reached for it to call Mark, but stopped. I wasn’t ready to talk to him yet. It wasn’t as though I was mad. I was more…introspective. His words had hit home and they were not sitting well.

The alarm on my phone startled me and stopped me from dwelling more on it. It was time to get ready for dinner.