my memory of france

i love france.

to me, it represents fulfilled dreams.

i was there once. i had only realized how golden and rare that experience was when i had already gotten home. but i was a little girl lost back then. first time out of the country, alone. the whole thing was just too...vast and complex for my little girl's mind to take in and enjoy at the same time.

if i had been given the chance to go to france today, maybe i would have appreciated it differently. i would have done things differently. but the memory of that trip three years ago still transports me to a time when all my dreams seemed to be within my reach.

i still dream of going back to france. back to the dreams that i once had, and hope to have again.