I’m surprised by how much I’ll miss France. Atlanta was home for almost eighteen years, and though I’ve only known Paris for the last nine months, it’s changed me. I have a new city to learn next year, but I’m not scared.

Because I was right. For the two of us, home isn’t a place. It’s a person.

And we’re finally home.

I’m not neurotic.
             Yeah, you are. But it’s  c u t e.

the world is coming to an end. so where would you rather die? here? or in a jaeger!