Settled

After immigration, electricity issues, and many of the other crazy things happening on an abnormally recurring basis, Paris is becoming routine.


Maybe it means I’m settled?


Somewhat more bizarre is to reflect and realize that this once new odyssey is now home.  Many things once foreign are now routine.  We get used to our situations, no matter how different from previous norms, and adapt.


Must admit, it does feel a bit comfortable.


But then maybe that means its time for something new?