7.2.11

Sun, Spain, Smiles. In that order.

So much to write, it's 23h30 here so not sure you will get too much out of me but a quick little update. Don't worry this post will be more upbeat than the last! A lot can change in a short amount of time. What happened last week has happened, it's in the past and in my past. Some of you will know what I'm talking about, admittedly a small amount but for the rest of you - as we would say here "n’inquiète pas." I'm doing fine.

Better than fine actually. Today was such a warm, fresh spring day. I say 'spring' who am I kidding it's still freaking winter but somehow we have sunshine and I'm not going to complain about that, ever. I walked along the road today and just stopped and closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face. I felt it again as I emerged from the metro station and climbed Opera steps, it was so warm it could have been summer. Seriously sometimes I have to pinch myself when I realise I actually live here, in Paris. And could be here for what is potentially...indefinitely.

Whilst we are on the subject of Paris it seems only natural to mention a bit of romance.

ALORS, my mum always taught me to believe in fate. Sometimes it's hard to know that when something happens in your life that it really is, the way it's meant to be. But trust me when I say, everything does happen for a reason. I'm here for a reason, I have met certain friends for a reason (I mean I'm going to Madrid next week, who saw that coming?!) and I will stay here for a reason - if at first it isn't as obvious as you would think. Just believe me when I say, when you meet someone who is somehow intertwined, no matter how bizarrely or unexpectedly with your life, you just know.

As I get further into Eat, pray, love I find myself agreeing with this religious idea that happiness can only be achieved through the means of a spiritual and physical peace. So maybe it would be better to look at FATE as...Feeling. all. things. evenly. Finding a balance so to speak. The only way I can describe it is like...being on a set of weighing scales with only you on one end. When the right person comes along, everything just sort of feels...balanced, safe, secure. So let's hope when it does happen...you just know.

And then you just - smile.

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