[paris, 2009]
Sometimes I think it would be nice to have long hair again.
Sometimes I think it would be nice to still live in Paris.
Sometimes I think it would be nice to not spend my entire paycheck on rent and groceries.
Sometimes I think it would be nice to have intelligent professors.
Sometimes I think it would be nice to not work in a cupcakery, surrounded by temptation and patrons who all ask the same questions. Over and over and over again.
Sometimes I think it would be nice to make friends easily.
Sometimes I think it would be nice to not have to depend on undependable public transportation.
But then, I think, I'm in a good place right now. I'm doing something different. I'm doing something for me. And that's nice too.
So it might be challenging and frustrating and ridiculous at times, but that's life, isn't it?
yes yes.
ReplyDeletei think it would be nice to live in paris too.
or anywhere but here.
or having extra money for things... like a haircut.
:)
i still sometimes have to tell myself that even though things aren't seemingly perfect - the perfection is in these experiences that are making me grow.
-- then again on most less-that-divine days i usually just wave my arms in the air and say "alrriiiight already life, whaaat, what now?"