Glassco Translation Residence: Day # 1

Tadoussac. First day at "Glassco Translation Residence". It is like if I came from an unrealistic journey since the moment I left Montreal, this morning, in a train, till this very moment where I am in my "lovely room writing down this text.

This is not the house. It can't be. This is one of my dreams coming true where we see lots of books (even in the bathroom), the garden, boats from the window, the stair made of wood, the sound of the cuckoo on the wall telling me time goes by, the dinner with wine and writers on every corner of the house. If it is not a dream, please, keep me awake.

Here I am, loving each moment, each corner, each detail. And do you know what? It's been only 5 hours I arrived here. and I'll spend ten days!

Sorry if I don't come back … but I've just found my place.

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