I wish I wasn’t still jetlagged but it seems to have gotten the best of me. Since leaving Paris 6 months ago I have been dreaming about coming back. I am here and sometimes it doesn’t feel real. In some ways nothing has changed which is great. But in just 6 months there have been new places that have popped up that I find along my walks. Of course my favorite part is the Fall crisp air and the crunchy leaves on the ground.