Day 0125

Had planned on visiting the Picasso museum today, but got waylayed by the Cathedral. Beautiful cloister with trees, fountains and thirteen geese. Planned on a place for dinner, waylayed by a pizzeria. Having plans and abandoning them is fun.

Drowning in the cacophony of lives I'm intersecting with. More so than in New York. So many people with heads full of thoughts and unknowable feelings and aspirations. Such a crowd, I never suspected they existed and yet they're all out there somewhere tonight. Too many, what are they all for? Seven billion and all with a little ceaselessly chattering voice in their heads. So loud but no one can hear anyone else's!