Paris me manque.
After much reflection, I realized why I missed Paris so much. Paris is my escape fantasy. For me, it's a place of no stress, no work, no worries, and no responsibilities. I can do whatever I choose.
So a lot of my sentiments stem from childishness and selfishness.
God is the one who gives me strength. He is the one who gives me freedom. Do I trust this truth?
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