Tuesday, March 10, 2015


So I've never wanted to go to Paris--it's what middle class people do when they can't see beyond their own world view. I've never felt the desire for baguets or berets or cloves or champagne 

I've always thought I was more the bazaar in the Middle East, the camel ride across the Saharah, just running my fingers and then I'll be enough… As I grow older and I see more things sometimes the heart changes what it wants

Like this picture of Paris at night--how can I not love this? It looks like the stars touch the ground

And that is worth the trip

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