Monday, September 26, 2011
From a lovely weekend of feeling like all was well in the world. From a city that reminds me of an era I've only dreamt of and read about in books. From experiences I can add to reasons that I smile without warning on the train. From several delayed flights and missed layovers. From a planless, weightless, stressless weekend of morning cuddles and chats, late night wanderings covered in powdered sugar from Cafe du Monde, laughing until my only complaint was the pain in my cheeks, watching so much newness with eyes gone dry from lack of blinking. As twenty-five approaches, I feel as though I should be saying good bye to something, and I anticipate the echoes of hellos in the days, months, and year to come.