20 days till I get on that big metal bird headed back to where I left my heart and home.

The metro pounds like a heartbeat that can't slow down. The sound, the impact, rumbles from my feet up to my hands, it reverberates through my body, and I can't help but feel it's domineering power, its undeniable force of life. Too close for comfort, is everyone on the metro with me, but I need to go where I need to go just as they do. Life moves, I must move with it unless I want to be delayed and left behind. It's a constant race to stay on pace, to stay with the movement of the crowd. Paris bustles and moves, and like a fish swimming upstream so do I. I am familiar with the heartbeat of the metro, mine stays in sync with it, but I want my own beat again, my own life back. I have been putty in the hands of Paris in order to understsand it's mysterious passion and zeal, I have come, I have learned, I have experienced, but now I want back my form, my familar beat of life, MY home.

These feelings couldn't have come at a more opportune time--only 20 days left of being a Parisian, absorbing it's culture and being filled by it's color and personality.

Home awaits with it's warmth, comfort and open arms.

Michael says it best with one of my all-time favorite songs:

"Home" by Michael Buble
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home...

<3Meg