I cannot ignore what happened in Paris lately even though I'm quite late talking about this.
And no, I'm not going to discuss this politically, socially, or any other ally.
In fact, I've changed my mind and I'm not going to discuss this at all. It's hard enough to see the images, to see Gais Paris like that, that all need for words is gone.
I've never been. It's true. I've been to many places but never to Paris. And I've had so many different excuses each time. Perhaps I was afraid of shattering a dream. Perhaps Paris seemed so magical that I didn't want to ruin that image. Beautiful Paris, with its chateaux, palaces, museums, street monuments and restaurants. Romantic and unattainable.
Well... no longer. That image is now ruined and while Paris remains beautiful, the mystical aura I gave it is no longer there.
Maybe I will visit Paris after all. And maybe sooner than I ever imagined. I think I'm ready.
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