viiolaine

I went out to go to the gym and figured out how luck I am to have found the place where I belong. I walked pass a building in which a woman waking up was opening her blinds and just told myself that I was lucky..
I'm still really young, but I know what it feels to think you don't belong to the place you live in, to search for some roots, and Paris is actually the first shelter that I've found even though I have traveled a lot, I don't care if it's supposed to be polluted or suck to much energy on its inhabitants, I still love to travel but I belong here....

Anyway that was the little corny talk of a pretty boring sunday...