I’m back home and I already feel depressed that I left that wonderful city.
I really can’t explain the kind of connection I feel towards Paris… Because nearly everything me and my family own, we own it due to that city. My grandfather worked there for so long, away from his family, just so he could give his family a better future…that future has me in it.
And grandad loved loved loved Paris. I still remember stories he told about it…
This is why I feel so connected to Paris. So…(nearly) at home.
I will go back, surely.
Until we meet again, dear Paris.