My favorite year was 2005. School was not that stressful that semester and I loved my activities. I graduated that year. I got my degree and happily walked down the stage of the Greek Theater. But there was no greater joy than the beginning of using that degree. Touching down at Frankfurt International Airport was perfect. I loved the familiarity of German. The smell of fresh bread walking into Koenigstrasse for the first time in Stuttgart. Being there underneath the clear blue sky. My life was exactly how life should be. Carpe Diem. Live for today. Love your life and loving yourself. And I loved it.
So why the trip down nostalgia lane? I feel have reverted to a lesser state now. A state of uncertainty and confusion. What am I doing? Where am I going? After watching the 14e Arrondissement section of Paris Je 'taime for what could be the tenth time, I want that transcendental happiness back again. I want the security of knowing that I am okay. I hate that life is so confusing and so staid. Maybe this is just a battle cry for life or maybe just a whimper into submission.
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