Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Chapter 49 - Who am I kidding?

Like a song you once loved and listened to again and again, or that favorite restaurant that served your one favorite dish, time can pass and make you forget but just a few notes in the distance or a whiff of something from down the street is all it takes for those memories to come rushing back, and the missing to set in. Paris, this is how I'm feeling tonight.

For months I have lived my life focused on here and now. My thoughts have been restricted to local postcodes and the food I eat isn't spelled with any accents or cedilles. Paris, tu me manques.

How do I keep the life and love that I have here and have you in my life as well?