It’s impossible to not be in love with Paris, France. It really is.
No wonder the starving artist life is so glamorous; to be in love is to be without fear and to be without fear is to truly live. It’s a city so full of life that sitting in a cafe or talking a stroll or a run down the Rue de Bourgogne or watching le Tour Eiffel sparkle at night is never enough. To be completely consumed by the city is never enough. It’s not a culture shock but more so staring at the sun without the burning sensation, the wish to grow closer and closer but being unable to, the feeling of complete fulfillment and a yearning for more. A love that is truly passionate is one that fuels your inner flame in the midst of a thunderstorm, sizzling and flaring.
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