Rainstorms blow through Paris frequently. The wind increases, the temperature drops, and you have a prescient need for an umbrella.
Rain arrives, wets the earth, and leaves.
Such is the same with expats.
Many people come and go. Even if you are French, chances are you live in Paris only temporarily. While most of us may not have exact dates, we know we will not stay.
This certainty leads to many new faces, and many goodbyes.
There is no expectation of stability, but you will make it. Humans are not conditioned for the lack of relationships. There is an instinct to make friends and meet others, even if you know you may not see them again in mere moments.
And such is part of the experience. Already, a handful of familiar faces have gone to their corners and new ones have entered the arena.
Good bye and welcome.
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