This post isn't about crossing an ocean to Paris. It's about crossing an ocean from Paris.
I have traveled recently and have since returned to France. It has been an unusual homecoming, as I feel like I have left part of myself behind somewhere...
In my head and heart I carry thoughts of this past week, and it makes it hard to fully realize that it's over now. It's still so recently that I'm attached; this makes me wary all of a sudden.
I feel calm in my soul somewhere, somehow tho. Something has happened; something good.
I'm curious to see where this leads.
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