i stayed in paris way longer than i did compared to two years ago when i came visit, but it's still hard to talk about the city. it still is full of clichè. it's arrogant. it's overcrowded. it's frustrating. yet it's beautiful. and it's inspiring. at least now i can say that paris is the kind of city that makes you feel guilty staying at home and not going outside to enjoy the beauty of the city and the many things you could do and the many places you could go to. and i am beyond grateful to once be able to call it "home", in both possible definitions.
