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As I am studying for this final, I find that I get easily distracted by whims and daydreams. I've never had an inclination to go to Europe, and for this reason I think that it would be the perfect random vacation. Currently I am daydreaming that on an innocent venture to perhaps Perks or George's, I ignite a conversation with a restless individual, who just happens to be boarding a plane in a few hours. The individual, taken by surprise at our chemistry says, "I think we should wake up in Toulouse tomorrow." Without hesitation, luggage, inhibitions, or even a toothbrush, I gather enough for airfare to France and stay for an indefinite period of time. My next memory will be drinking the coffee I made for us both and standing on a balcony, draped in a sheer cotton robe, as billowing silk jacquard curtains tickle my toes. I smile at the sunset. We stayed in bed all day (fucking jetlag). The individual, still in bed, mumbles something about sudden twists of fate, but what the individual finds surprising hasn't even phased me. I just watch the wheat field ahead as the pink sunlight drips into the husks, sparkling like the crest of a wave.
About six months later, when the individual and I tired of one another, I got a job at a fashion house in Paris. Thus began my career.
About six months later, when the individual and I tired of one another, I got a job at a fashion house in Paris. Thus began my career.