That Was Then

Paris is officially a thing of the past.  Weird, right?  I've spent the last 4 months trying to get used to that idea.  In case y'all were unaware, my feet have been firmly planted on my home turf since mid June, and it has been an interesting re-adjustment to life this side of the Prime Meridian.  I haven't regularly updated since March, so I have a lot to catch y'all up on...that is, if I even have any readers left.  I'm totally okay if a. no one reads this and b. my thoughts just float out into cyberspace.  Maybe someone will pick them up along the way...or maybe they won't.  Who knows. 

I almost scrapped this whole project because the idea of trying to capture the memories of the last eight months was quite cumbersome, but I just couldn't shake the idea that the story wouldn't be finished.  I'm sure I'm the only one who really cares (aside from the few people who kindly reminded me that the blog was waaaaaaay out of date), but I feel like the majority of my journey that I had documented would have been for naught if I didn't follow it through to the conclusion.  What if I got hit by a bus tomorrow and the story laid untold FOR-E-VER?!?!  Une catastrophe!!!!! (remember? It's pronounced cat-a-stroff)  Long story long, cliffhangers suck, and I hate not finishing what I started, so I'm forcing myself to make the time to see this thing through to the end before I start my next adventure.

There have been a fair share of highs and lows since my homecoming that deserve airtime, however, I want to try and keep everything in order.  Y'all will learn about it all in due time!

While I'm not 100 percent sure Atlanta is where I want to be right now, one thing is for sure.  Fall is most definitely upon us in the South ---  red, yellow, and orange foliage, bitingly crisp mornings, and semi-nonexistent 80 degree afternoons (ha, right).  Je suis en amour!  (gotta love Google translator.  Don't be fooled, I'm still blissfully ignorant when it comes to the French language)  Autumn and I have had a deep love affair ever since I can remember.  Life is just more enjoyable come October.  And with Fall comes football.  Although I could easily name 2384908234 things I would rather do than watch sports any other time of the year, I can't help but get caught up in the exciting college football buzz that embodies every red-blooded American -- especially in the SEC-- as it kicks off (pun intended) this time of year.

As I sit here enjoying another perfect Fall day in the deep South, anxiously anticipating watching my Dawgs put up yet another good fight in order to defend the Hedges, I can't say that there is anywhere else I would rather be.

Okay, that's a complete lie.  Let's be real.  I would most definitely prefer to be in Paris right now...but who wouldn't?  Last year at this very moment, I was taking in every moment of the city with views like this:

 And this:

And this:

Alas, that was then, and for now I'll have to create my own adventures stateside.  Until then, stay tuned!

- a tout à l’heure!