my inspiration
I have tryed to ignore it for some time now. But the fact is that I've lost my spirit. I know why I feel so uninspired in Sweden, but awesome in Paris. Simply because all the places I like to go to when I feel down, when I need to think or get inspiration. I don't know how many times I've walked along la Seine with that amazing view, just feeling like nothíng really mattered as long as I got to feel the way I felt right that moment. There is nutting like it, I swear.. It is so beautiful. When it's starts to get colder, my mind goes back and it thinks about all the times I've been walking from Place d'Italie all the way to Concord, seeing all the beauty of Paris and one of the most beautiful of them all, according to me, Hôtel de Ville. An old renaissance building, with small statues of famous french people.
Once I land in Paris on Thursday morning I will drop my bags at my friends place and then I will take the metro to Quai de la rapé and then I will walk all the way to Le Louvre and look at all the wonderful arts there.
And then I will party :)

Hôtel de ville in Paris, one of my favorite buildings.
Bisous bisous
Once I land in Paris on Thursday morning I will drop my bags at my friends place and then I will take the metro to Quai de la rapé and then I will walk all the way to Le Louvre and look at all the wonderful arts there.
And then I will party :)

Hôtel de ville in Paris, one of my favorite buildings.
Bisous bisous
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