Sometimes we forget that we are living our dream. We get tripped up by our heavy backpacks, curse slow African Wi-Fi, and long for New York pizza. But then there are times when we are sitting in a Parisian park on a Thursday afternoon, feeling the sunshine on our faces, and enjoying a simple fresh baguette with ham, cheese and butter. That's when we remember.
Sometimes we forget that we are living our dream. We get tripped up by our heavy backpacks, curse slow African Wi-Fi, and long for New York pizza. But then there are times when we are sitting in a Parisian park on a Thursday afternoon, feeling the sunshine on our faces, and enjoying a simple fresh baguette with ham, cheese and butter. That's when we remember.