Darker skies than I expected at this time of day.
I am not here right now, and to put it as simply as I can ... it sucks not to be here right now. Soon I will be here again, and it will suck less, until I try to navigate Châtelet at rush hour. That really sucks. Trying to navigate Châtelet at rush hour sucks ass big time, (to quote my niece)
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If you are not there...where are you?
Why do you love Paris so much?
I have a poem for you, which I wish I wrote (but didn't):
Where We Are
i envy those
who live in two places:
new york, say, and london;
wales and spain;
l.a. and paris;
hawaii and switzerland.
there is always the anticipation
of the change, the chance that what is wrong
is the result of where you are. i have
always loved both the freshness of
arriving and the relief of leaving. with
two homes every move would be a homecoming.
i am not even considering the weather, hot
or cold, dry or wet: i am talking about hope.
- gerald locklin
That photo is absolutely breathtaking. Gorgeous.
i'm not there either. sad. wrote about it on my blog today though. and this photo is amazing ... trying to sort out your vantage point. don't tell me though - i like the mystery. thanks for your kind words yesterday :)
Ohh.. purdy photo -touches-
Caroline - I'm in Geneva. I was going to write something cryptic, but then I though ... naw.
Jmarls80 - I've lived in quite a few places, but this was the first place where I genuinely wanted to stay forever. Thank you for the poem :)
Miss Jessica - Thank you. I am rather fond of it myself, but like most pictures it looks so much better when its huge.
Erin - I just read you posts ... it was tremendous!
De'May - thank you :)
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