whatever else there is after all of these years is unbeknownst to me....and yes,there is some kind of romance in that. it's beautifully intriguing, yet drives me to tears. do you remember the piece in Paris, Je T'aime directed by Alexander Payne? the 14th arrondissement? the part where carol sits in the park and cries....at first viewing i thought she was crying because she was depressed. but, as she conitnued to cry, i began to giggle. because i figured to be her at that very moment would be ideal. and to find myself as her character did in Paris, would be my utmost goal in life.
"Then, something happened. Something difficult to describe. Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something I'd never known before or had always been waiting for, but I didn't know what. Maybe it was something I'd forgotten, or something I've been missing all my life. All I can say is that I felt, at the same time, joy and sadness. But not too much sadness because I felt alive. Yes, alive. [Oui, vivant] That was the moment I fell in love with Paris.And I felt Paris fall in love with me. " - Carol
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