Tag Archive: essay

The Great Paris Puzzle: Figuring Out How to Stay

I’m leaving Paris. That’s an awful sentence to write, let alone an awful reality to face. If you’ve read my blog at all, you might recall (by the roughly 6,782 mentions) how much… Continue reading

Home, Fall, and My Paris Surfboard

As America prepares to celebrate its long weekend and one day of freedom from laboring, I’m sitting in Paris, contemplating how freaking lucky I am to have been given this opportunity not to… Continue reading

Happy Birthday, Mom

Dear readers, today, August 22, would’ve been my mom’s 77th birthday. A bit of a departure from the norm, but today’s post is my birthday letter to her. I hope none of you… Continue reading

For Just One Post, I’m Gonna Be “That” Girl: 5 Things Yoga Taught Me

Today is my two-year yogaversary. I say that in all seriousness, without a hint of irony, patchouli, or lower-back tattoo-age to be found. On a whim one Sunday morning in July of 2010,… Continue reading

Don’t Take a Shiv in the Pancreas: Say Hello to People in Foreign Countries

Back when I worked in advertising, one of the sure signs a campaign was good was if it made other people in the industry jealous, the old “I wish I’d thought of that”… Continue reading

Counting Clouds and Staying Up Late: Musings on Freedom and Being Busy

This weekend is my three-month France-iversary; I can’t believe how quickly the time is flying by. When I was thinking back over my first three months, I remembered something that a friend from… Continue reading

These Are Days

I probably spend too much time thinking about what I should be doing in Paris versus what I am doing.  I haven’t been to the Catacombs yet and it’s hanging over my head… Continue reading

Why I Love Provence: A Complicated Answer

“There is but one Paris and however hard living may be here—and if it became worse and harder even—the French air clears up the brain and does good. A world of good.” ―… Continue reading

In Search of a Concrete Bulldog: This Is My Paris

If you’re reading this, it’s probably because you’re 1) a friend and you’re being nice (thank you) or 2) you want to know what it’s like to cut the cord on your life… Continue reading