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Paris will always have a place in my heart. Looking back I miss it for a plethora of reasons. First off, it’s winter and I’d kill for a spring day in Paris over the below zero weather we’ll be having for the next few months. Aside from that I felt different when I was there, I was happy. I was away from my family and friends, yes. But, I was true to myself there. Back home I find myself falling back into the rut of letting other people control my life and get away with it. The experiences and places made my trip memorable but so did the fact that I was happy. It seems so hard when you’re surrounded my negative people sucking the happiness out of you at every moment they can. Maybe this post isn’t at all about Paris but when I came across my pictures today I remembered good friends, food and life changing experiences. Maybe I just need another change of scenery for a bit.

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