03/09/2026
Paris has a way of making me look.
Not necessarily at the obvious things.
A reflection in a window.
Flowers catching the light.
An old floor.
Someone disappearing through a doorway.
A glimpse of the city through stone.
I went without much of a plan.
And perhaps that was the best part.
Just walking.
Looking.
Letting Paris surprise me.
Some things are better when you don’t go looking for them.