i went on a run this morning through the hills and caves of parc des buttes chaumont. it felt like running through one of Disney World's "nature" areas; the hills were perfectly rounded, the flowers colorful and aromatic, the bridges an aging copper tone. i ran past a few groups practicing tai chi under a rocky waterfall, and i witnessed a man playing his flute and singing to ducks in a pond.
it was liberating to run to forget the work i should be catching up on and the emails i should be replying to. running past so many beautiful instances, like the couples sneaking in kisses in the cave's dark corners, or the old man petting a passersby's great dane. it was emblematic of my time here thus far: beautiful yet ephemeral. i know i've blogged about this before, but there is something to be said about the Parisian way of living. it makes me feel so alive to live in a city where everything is so short-lived. the glances exchanged on the metro, the accidental meeting of hands on the street. seize the moment has never meant more to me.
the other day in my literature class we were discussing how light travels, how the stars we see are potentially no longer in existence. le décalage temporelle entre les étoiles, la lumière, et la vitesse. (some things just sound so much prettier in french.)
anyway, this whole experience is really building up the anticipation and excitation i have to return to the US and start something long lasting. i'm not sure in what sense i mean that yet. but if there's anything i've learned about myself this year it's that as much as i love change and being independent and taking risks, i yearn for stability.
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