“My heart feels heavy sometimes, these days, only because the thought of freedom has been seemingly fast approaching yet is still not there. Freedom from things and places that do not align with the life I wish to create. The only way I know to lighten my heart…” (En savoir plus)
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It’s not about you, Paris
“… I have also come to realise that there’s no use in forcing you, or anyone, into my life either. That truth, that freedom, that freedom that comes from everything that’s true and that truth that is achieved in freedom: that is the pursuit…” (En savoir plus)
Waves
“I want to talk to you about the other waves too, and how at times I am soothed by them like a baby, other times they turn my stomach upside down and make me feel dizzy. So dizzy beyond my determination, though my determination could keep me standing…” (En savoir plus)
Chez moi
“I’m done thinking, I’m done being on the fence and I’m done being slapped by the universe for resisting what resonates with my heart in the name of anything. Time to come home to myself, , in the place where I feel most belong.” (En savoir plus)
I’m not home
“Rain has been raining, single leaves have been falling, hearts have been breaking and I’ve had to focus on other matters and that drives me away from being one with myself. And that drives me crazy…” (En savoir plus)
I
“I’m being quiet, or trying to be. I’ve been trying to separate anger, and frustration, from pain and I’m prepared to surrender. No more theories, however impractical my mind could be. No more worries, hopefully. What about nightmares and memories – how to deal with them gracefully?” (En savoir plus)
Fading
“Is this the price? You pay. For not choosing. To walk. In a previous scenario. Where the weather was rough. The road was dark. But the distance was short. Potentially short. And you said yes. To a fast drive. That took you. To this transit…” (En savoir plus)
Here and everywhere else
“Ah, no one cares how many words I write, or if I write at all… apart from me, and me is very important so let’s continue on for a bit longer, so that I get a chance to wrap my head around the dangerously harmless fact that..” (En savoir plus)
Madame est servie!
“Sometimes I feel that you would be too small to contain my restless mind, Paris, with your walkable size, famous landmarks and so many people I know who know each other, yet I know the world might be too big for my fragile heart, which never bends….” (En savoir plus)
I have nothing, Paris
“Do you even want to be with me knowing how unlight I can be, or am I only this heavy because I’m not there with you, fully? Either way, how can I even breathe regularly knowing that my lung and my heart belong to your bohemian air?…” (En savoir plus)
I don’t miss Paris
“…I can dream when I’m here, about anything; I just close my eyes, regulate my breathing, sometimes put on some non-jazz music, and see what I want to achieve and I know I’ll achieve it, like all the things I’ve achieved without you since I left you…” (En savoir plus)
Parce que Paris sera toujours Paris
“But Paris is a reverse universe to me; when I fall apart here it usually means I will find magic soon. We’ll see, because there is no rain tonight …” En savoir plus
Imagined Paris 