Two years in Paris and still amazed there are this many of us
Posted as first_city_winter
- Looking for
- someone to work things out with, without any hurry
- Experience
- Two years, one short dynamic, a great deal of reading.
- Around
- the 18th, Paris
I grew up in a town in the west where the idea that other people like me existed was purely theoretical. I moved here at twenty five and the thing that still catches me, two years later, is not the size of the city. It is the ordinariness. There are hundreds of us. Nobody is remarkable. It was the loneliest fact about my adolescence and here it is a shrug.
Twenty seven, Paris, switch, two years in and one short dynamic behind me that lasted four months and taught me a great deal, mostly about what I do not want.
I lean towards leading, which surprised me, because everything I had assumed about myself pointed the other way. I would like to do more of both with somebody who is not going to require me to have decided.
What I want is slow. A long conversation, then several more, then meeting somewhere ordinary in daylight. I am not nervous exactly, I am simply aware that I am new enough to be talked into things I have not thought about, and I would rather build in the delay myself than rely on somebody else's restraint.
I share a flat in the north with two people, so I cannot host. I work regular hours and I am free most evenings and weekends. I am not looking for anybody who wants to be my introduction to everything. I would rather have several friends in this than one person who is my only way in.