I don’t want to be the Aussie associated with the phrase “oh here comes trouble” (though if used endearingly I will not object!), I came here to be la Parisienne. To drink the wine, kiss les mecs and flâner along the Seine on a cool evening. But then again, maybe I should embrace it.

Growing Up. The accumulation of all the experiences you had prior to having the desire to have any experiences. I had one of those moments today where being “adult” really hit me like a warm breeze in the face.