Sometimes you have to go back to move forwards
I’d left my soul in Paris, every part of my being was aching to return. My former happy go lucky self had seemingly disappeared and when you lose a part of your self, the only think left to do is return to reclaim it. And that is exactly what I did. I was greeted with old friends who lent an ear to my woes and helped to rebuild my security. Truthfully speaking it was a weekend which I was very much in need of. I had needed to return to part ways with Paris properly. I left feeling a thousand times happier and feeling self-assured in my plan. So far in life I’ve found it essential to have a plan to give me a sense of purpose and something to strive towards even if it doesn’t always work out or there are hiccups along the road I always need to have faith in my plan. It was a wonderful weekend filled with old friends as well as new ones, frequenting my former haunts as well as discovering new ones. In the meanwhile I’m so excited to share with you some of the photos taken whilst there and a few of the projects I embarked on.