For some reason I just can’t focus today. I feel like I have a million things to do and just no immediate drive to do them. When I was doing the morning rounds of the internet this morning, one of the blogs I love had a slideshow of some pictures of Paris, and it just made me want to be there instead of here. I don’t have dreams of being a rockstar or a celebrity, just of moving with my family to Paris and living a happy little life working and living in the city I love.
For the record, I would be just as happy moving to my other favorite city in the entire world, Nice, on the French Riviera (so I guess my title should be “Paris et Nice, Je vous aime”). People there are so nice and laid back, and I could sit forever on the rocky beaches and listen to the water crash onto land. Plus our all-time favorite restaurant is there. And, of course, I would love the opportunity to actually speak French on a daily basis.