- Camille -
After a long journey, I finally arrived home. Ah... home sweet home. I missed it. I lived in a rural place, just outside the city of Troyes, in France. A tiny little village called La-loge-aux-chevres. I lived in a quaint little cottage and had access to the beautiful foret d'Orient right from my back garden. It was my little place of heaven. The place attracted tourists, especially in th summer months, but the area was big enough and most people would keep around the 3 artificial lakes rather than in the depth of the forest. I couldn't remember a time when I wasn't attracted by the forest. It was my happy place. After nearly a week of socializing, I was spent and craved the quietude of the forest to recharge my batteries. I arrived late, but I still took the time to greet my
