4.5 Street Smart

The last time he used his two legs that much was perhaps when he was still in the marching band. Today he walked for ages as if there's no tomorrow. The pleasure of walking in a city in the early morning, observing how locals are starting their day, defeated the winter chill.

4.4 On The Verge

He was a bit against technology, it was almost like a love-hate relationship. But for now he hated it more. He hated it because it made him unable to talk to the person sitting in front of him, so captivated by the virtual world as tiny as a phone screen on his hand. It distanced people from sanity. It took time, it locked people's world out. But then he loved it so much because he was taking and giving so much from it. Too much could be learned, so many could be shared. The notion of sharing was what he adored so much. To him, possession meant nothing. It was just a burden that you have to carry everywhere you go. It would become a problem, especially if you were a traveler. He adored travelers for they were so passionate, so mobile, so free.

4.3 Paris Paradox

As much as he hated the subway, it gave him time to think. It was such an eerie combination of the noise from the wheel scratching the steel rail to the quietness of the people inside the subway. Who would have thought that a kid could be so unhappy.

Maybe the lonely-looking person in front of you was the happiest person in the world. People were covering themselves with cling wrap. Transparent enough that you could see the surface, but you would not have an idea what is rotting inside.

Paris was an interesting city. It was full of superficiality, but it was so much alive. Perhaps that was what we have been living in? Superficiality? That was why Paris was such a winning city, promising so many things which seemed vague like a cling wrap ready to suck in the air around you until you could not feel anything. You would not even realize that something was wrapping you, containing you subtly. The more you breathe in, the more you lose your breath.

Paris was so paradoxical to him, he would not be able to stay there any longer except if he stayed inside Kadinsky Bibiotheque.

4.2 Bonjour

Bonjour! 

Paris,

Why are you so cold

Our first morning in Paris, we walked around with directions as randomly we were getting lost. You really can get lost in Paris, being so in between rich and poor, so trendy yet so classy, so much yet with nothing.

Damn, working is fun!