LAST TIME I WAS IN PARIS, IT WAS ONLY FOR A DAY. THIS TIME I STAY LONGER AND ENJOYED. I FELT LIKE A PET OF SOMEONE WHO LOVES ME DEARLY. I ATE, TOOK NAPS AND WENT FOR WALKS. THEN I WANTED MORE.

IS THERE SUCH A THING AS TRYING ON A COUNTRY FOR SIZE? MAYBE, BUT YOU WONT KNOW UNLESS YOU TRY. THIS IS THE BEGINNING. THE PROTESTS DID NOT STARTLE ME, I JUST GOT OUT OF THE WAY. FORTUNATELY I LISTENED TO THE 21 YEAR OLD PARISEAN I MET AT THE APARTMENTS AND HE SHARED THE EVENTS, CAUSES AND REASONS FOR THE PROSTESTS. I WANTED TO TAKE A BREAK FROM THE REPETITIVE STRIP MALLS “THE CURTAINS AND APPLEBEES” AND THE ANGER IF YOU LEAN A DIFFERENT WAY. HANGING IN AN ADULTS ONLY POOL IN RENO NEVADA, I HAD A KID JUMP OVER MY HEAD AND LAND IN THE JACUZZI. IT WAS THEN I KNEW.

PARIS IS NOT AN ESCAPE BUT A HEALING, RESET AND REEVALUATION OF THINGS TO COME. I AM NO LONGER TETHERED. ITS A LITTLE CRAZY HERE TOO BUT I’M NOT DISTRACTED BY THE PLACE I LOVE. JUST A DIFFERENT WAY OF THINKING ON THE GROUNDS THAT ARE OVER 2000 YEARS OLD.