Tonight I got home from work. I laid in bed and missed Paris so much. Almost like missing a lover. Unable to sleep I decided to watch the video I made of the trip that FG and I took almost a year ago, only to find out that youtube blocked my video for copyright issues. Doing some research, and finding out that the Gorillaz song I used for the video was the reason it got pulled from youtube. What a crock of Gorilla pooh. Do they even know how long it took me to make that video? And they should be flattered I used their song on my piece of perfect cinematography. Bastards!
So I've been laying in bed crying. Not so much over the video getting the boot, but just missing Paris. Also from seeing these pictures and feeling so lucky to have had this experience and to have seen Paris, not only one time, but twice. I mean, look at this picture. It's sensational, Aaaah Paris. I also have ovaries, so it's a given that crying will take place when I miss something. There's such a special place in my heart for this magical place.
Visiting Paris again is not a matter of if, but a matter of when.