Where did Paris go? I can’t believe how cold it is right now. I’m crying…not really but almost. I even caught myself speaking swedish to people because my brain automatically adapted to the cold weather. From now on, as long as this bitch called minus degrees got a hold on Paris, will I plan every step I take outside my door. So please, don’t call me last-minute asking if I would like to go out, I need at least 24 hours for mental preparation.