Well, if a miracle occurs within the next eight days, I shall be settling into my apartment in Paris as you turn your calendars from February to March. You know when everything’s going really well, and you’re almost afraid to be happy because you feel as though maybe you’re not entirely deserving of all of this happiness, and you’re convinced that something must go wrong for balance to be restored to the world? That’s me right now. Who knew being a well-traveled 20-year-old with dual citizenship could ever be a disadvantage, eh?
While I anxiously await this long overdue security clearance, here are some photos of the Parisian life I was living last year and that I hope to be living again very soon.
Métro. Boulot. Dodo.
Can you tell I had a cold?
One of my favorite sights. Everything in this picture.