Ruminations: Paris, My Love

I had no idea how long we’d been on the bus, only that I’d fallen asleep somewhere in-between the rolling green peas and our emergence into the City of Light. The boat-lag oscillated between my head and stomach while my eyes opened to a fraction of the enchanted view I’d only previously seen through French…

Prose: Daydream 05-20-16

This beige carpet is sand. I’m on a beach. The shirts, skirts, shorts around me are ripples, or waves, washing up around me. I tell myself it’s ok that they’re there, that I’m a mess, ’cause I get to dream. That room divider screen can go. And that chair. And most of these clothes. I…

Ruminations: Paris is Burning!!!!

Nooooooo, this can’t be happening!!! I’ve lived in and continue to dream of living in Paris. So please stop ruining this beautiful city/country and stomping on my dreams of returning to the Paris, France I know and love. The markets, the sidewalk caf├ęs, the specialty stores for everything (you name it) and even the angst…