There it is, finally. We have our copies of Charlie Hebdo.
I don’t know how this makes me feel though. I’ve been dreaming about it for days, my head has been heavy for a week now, with the thought of the attacks constantly in the back of my mind. I need to rest. We say life goes on but things will never be the same again in France. People are actually nicer to each other on the bus when I go to work in the morning.Continue reading “On Charlie Hebdo #1178”