Not to sleep. Back to the wall. To breathe to come back with AGAIN a new home. A new future, a new life. It's not really true to say that no fear is around. But this choice won't be the ultime. Crossing. No possible return. Keep your head on your shoulders, prepare your luggages, sort all your mess for a better tomorrow, to express quickly the removal. 
Sorry guys. Really. Whatever, whenever, wherever. Hope the pain won't be too hard. If pain. Stop it and follow your dreams. 
Life is just a huge non-sense. You'll forgive me. One day. Inch'Allah. 
Question one: France ? Question two: should I go or should I stay?