sitting there alone in a foreign country far from my job
and all the people i knew. a feeling came over me, as if i recalled something. something that i had never known and for which i had been waiting. but i didn't know what it was. maybe it was something i had forgotten.or something i had missed my whole life. i can only tell you that at the same time i felt joy and sadness. but not a great sadness because i felt alive. yes. alive.
that was the moment when i fell in love with Paris. and the moment i felt that Paris had fallen in love with me.
Paris, je t'aime
