Where I was two years ago today...

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I was doing my best to avoid dealing with pretty much anything involving anything tonight when I popped in to visit one of my fave blogs, Molly's Les Cadeaux. Molly has just been to Paris and has managed, in just a few short paragraphs, to sum up pretty much all of my feelings about this most magical place in the world.

Nowhere else have I ever felt so alive. With all my senses fully engaged, hairs on end all day, every day. In Paris I will browse concept stores, linger in chic bistros, buy from street stalls and walk around in a daze of open-mouthed awe.  In Brisbane, my actual home, I do none of this, in fact I very rarely engage fully in my full-time life.

I heart Paris. And I miss it. Two years ago today I was there. It was the year of Brazil and I drank my first (and only?) Caprioska in a bar somewhere near Bastille that was wallpapered in religious iconography but had a loo papered in porn.  Two years ago tomorrow I left my heart in Paris and flew to Tokyo to celebrate my 27th birthday. Two years - where on earth did all that time go? Maybe I need to find something to do with my ten weeks of recreation leave after all.