This article doesn’t have a title because I don’t know where it’s going. I feel like I’m two years (oh fuck, it’s been two years) ago and have a deadline for the student newspaper coming up. And I haven’t picked a topic so I’m rolling with the flow. This article is in English because I’ve decided to stop having two separate websites. I haven’t made all the up-dates I want to yet, but basically I’m going to merge the two and write in French or in English, depending on how I’m feeling. I still want to translate what I’m writing, so that as many people can read me as possible, but I have to be honest and realistic, it takes forever and I don’t have the time to do that on a regular basis right now. And having this inherent load of work that comes with the current situation is not too good, I’m stopping myself from writing because I feel I should translate what’s already been published first. Which is kinda stupid, I know. And while I’m talking about this, I had planned to publish something on the topic but I want you to know I’m very grateful that you’re all reading me (us, even) – we’re up to 1245 people coming here and over 3600 views, in just over a year, that’s amazing. I hope you like what I write and I’ll try to keep doing interesting stuff, I guess? 🙂 If you have any suggestions as to topics you would like my opinion on, you can post a comment here, talk to me on Mastodon (or Twitter or Facebook but why? :p) or send me an e-mail!
But anywayyyyyy that was a long ass paragraph to talk about nothing… I did say I didn’t know where this was going so you were warned. As I was writing this up, my roomate informed me of the undergoing expulsions in Paris 1 (Tolbiac) University. So I went to check up what’s happening in France. Which I try not to do more than a couple times a day, because it depresses me. I feel so useless. I don’t even know why I keep studying. I want to be home and fight, to go to the NDDL ZAD and help however I can. Instead I’m stuck here writing essays no one cares about. I know, I KNOW how lucky I am to be here doing what I’m doing. I just don’t see any purpose to it. And now I feel like shit for feeling like shit. This article is awful, I’m sorry.
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Much love and long live the ZAD.