I had a moment yesterday. I had just finished watching "Paris, Je t'amie" and the last story was about a woman travelling alone to Paris. Something she said just really hit me;
"Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something I'd never known before or had always been waiting for, but I didn't know what. Maybe it was something I'd forgotten or something I'd been missing all my life."
I opened our sliding window and there was a break in the weather. The sun was warm and the wind was blowing in. I just stood there staring at the city and I started to smile, laugh and cry all at the same time. The only thing running through my head was, "This is it. This is where I'm happy."
"Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something I'd never known before or had always been waiting for, but I didn't know what. Maybe it was something I'd forgotten or something I'd been missing all my life."
I opened our sliding window and there was a break in the weather. The sun was warm and the wind was blowing in. I just stood there staring at the city and I started to smile, laugh and cry all at the same time. The only thing running through my head was, "This is it. This is where I'm happy."
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