My Paris

It's a completely inappropriate time to be drunk and I'll tell you more tomorrow, but for now... hold on... I've just had A Moment and I realised, 'This is my Paris, this is the exact atmosphere and moment that the city conjures up for me, and only me, for always, every day and forever.'

I was leaning out of the window and listening to my iPod and I thought that maybe if I acted quick enough, I could catch the moment and share it, because I can't put it into words.

This is what my Paris looks like, forever dusk, this light, this view, these colours, this time of day and year, everything:

And this is what my Paris sounds like:

This is my Paris, exactly, completely.