Chapter 1 - Home Sweet Home

I sit on my couch and exhale smoke in the direction of the glass doors leading out onto the balcony of my Parisian apartment. Not Parisian for any other reason than the fact that it's located in Paris.

There is no antique unusable fireplace, no double-paned windows, no moulding decorating the ceilings. Instead there is a large kitchen and African statues. There are many books and not enough bookshelves. There is a cold front pushing through and Paris is on the verge of winter.

I have returned to this city in search of my future.