No, I don't want to go Hawaii. I want to go to Paris. I know it's so corny and so touristy. I don't want to see the Eiffel Tower or even L'Arc de triumph. I want to go to the Louvre for four days. I want to walk down narrow streets. I want to see architecture. I want to eat croissants and drink coffee, wine and aperitifs. I want to use the 5 years of French that I paid good money for in college (that I'm still paying for). I just want to wander around an unknown city and get lost and feel small.
That's what I want.
I actually have enough money saved up for an adventure like this. But I'm scared. One thing you learn when you grow up without money is how to save it. The other thing you learn is that even a small emergency can leave you with nothing, so hold onto that money with a death grip.
I'm just going to keep holding on and stashing away and dreaming.
In other news I've been working on a new illustration and a commission. The commission piece is for a shop in New York located near Chautauqua Lake. I'm really happy with how this turned out and so is the shop owner.
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