Je t'aime Paris!!

I told Steph today that if my tax return is what I estimated it at (and it is usually correct to the penny), then I will pay for her to go to London/Paris with me. I don't want to go alone. That would suck a lot.

Going to Paris will be akin to going to Mecca. I know that sounds so stupid but really. That is why I'm awake now because I just get sooo excited, rediculously excited and I feel within myself like I MUST go there. There is something inside, burning my soul, that I need to go there. I know I'll more than likely freak out once I get there, certainly. I won't want to leave either but whatever. I don't care. I'll go back again before I die. I have to go! That is the nearest to how I can explain it. I just don't know otherwise. :)

♥

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