Field Notes: January 26th, 2024

In Paris where the sun is just starting to come up before 8am.

I’ve been here almost three weeks now and I’m kind of liking the very dark mornings and don’t mind the gray days. But what am I doing here? That is a question that pops up. Then on other days, I’m filled with vein bursting joy and remember that I came to ask difficult questions of myself. To jiggle myself out of my comfort zone. A thunderbolt kind of revelation came one morning, rushing off to discover my neighborhood. I’m here to experience the life that others tell me I have. As I’m getting used to this new reality, I know you want to know: what are they wearing in Paris?