Uno otra picto of my father...he's the guy in the middle with the humble smile. This is the man that believes in me. THANK YOU.
Last year's birthday with the OG clique.
Luxembourg Park. Marina met us early that day and bought us coffees, giving us an insider's peek into the area. That morning, I lost my earring in a shower I didn't need to take.
Parks are important for me...I stare/think/blink/absorb excessively, so they're helpful when my mind's trapped in a city. This was one of my final days is Paris. Gimme a minute, I am channeling myself back to that moment. Ah, there it is. Minimal care and lots of "here and now" moments.