I went to Paris last week, for the first time since July 2012.
It was full of sun, laughters, food and noise.
It’s crazy how you imagine meeting your friends again, after such a long time : will it be the same? do we still share all these things?
I spent a Sunday night chatting with my best friends and laughing, just like the old days, in this Parisian apartment. They’re happy and moving on, and growing up, and telling me all about these exciting things going on in their lives.
They say I’ve changed for the better, and they can see I’m happy too.
We’re still sharing.
Be excellent to each other x