Whenever someone would ask me over the last few weeks, “Why are you going to Paris?”, I’d almost always reply “to write”. That much is true, a big part of coming here was to get away from the habits and distractions I would face at home. The greater reason, though, was a little too personal to interject into small talk. Continue reading Paris : Day 2 – The Search for Happy
I guess the whole point is, we can never know.
Are the little coincidences really coincidences? Or are they the universe trying to talk to us the only way it can, short of mailing us a FedEx package with a return address of “Universe” containing a note that says “Here’s something you need to know…” ?
I suppose that’s where faith comes in.