Home Again

So I am back. I got home Friday night and started work again yesterday. It's been great to see my friends and NYC but I really miss Paris. I miss guys actually hitting on me and the chevre chaud salads. I miss drinking wine in cafes in the middle of the day and being able to smoke in the bars and clubs. I miss my little studio and the clean, timely metro. And I miss the friends I made there. And being back at work is not helping. I have been trying to quit this job for years but can't find anything else I want to do and am addicted to the money I make here. And now I am in so much debt that I can't possibly take a pay cut for at least another year.

So I have been thinking about moving to Paris. It's impossible to get a job there but if I can make it happen I might do it. Not forever but for a few years. I love NYC but I'm so sick of the rat race. In France you get a minimum of 8 weeks vacation and no one works any where near as hard as they do here. The quality of life it just so much better. But there's so many things I need to think about before I can make any decisions. These are just some thoughts I've been having in my depression at being back here.

Anyway, I am SO, SO glad that I went there as it's given me clarity on a lot questions in my mind. I just need to make the actual decisions that are laid out before me. I'll let you all know how that goes.