The view from Mon Marte.
My bedroom on Place de Ternes. Always warm and scented with the age of the building, I usually struggle to stay awake in my designated space. It's very cozy.
The view from my bedroom window.
Most people hang dry their wash here. It makes for lovely color splashes on the sides of the city's pale buildings. Sorry for the silence everyone. The internet is an illusive creature here in Paris. You never know when it will surface and it's hard to find time hunt it down. My life here is very busy, things are not as easy to get accomplished. However my life does feel much simpler. I feel as though I've been taking my first deep breaths here. This city is full of contradictions for me. It is packed tightly and at times so crowded you really lose yourself in the mass, and at the same time it feels like there is more space to think in and understand yourself as an individual. 
