Nice to see you again
At the young age of 22, my suitemate and I made a pact: if, at the age of 40, we are both still single–let us move to Paris. Because, we … Continue Reading →
Tag: naps
Nonagon of love
Please excuse the self-indulgence, but I’m going to chronicle my recent trip through France here so I can remember it. I very optimistically brought a small notebook in the hopes … Continue Reading →