Paris #6

At this time six years ago my parents wanted to kill me. I told them that I was going to move to Paris and when they asked me what I would do for a living, I just told them that I would figure it out. Not a very satisfying answer for them but a very exciting thought for me. This might sound strange but I was never afraid of fucking things up! Plan B would be to move back home so I had absolutely nothing to lose. And that motivated me to dive head first. As expected, I did hit my head several times and asked myself if I was completely crazy? The answer was always YES! These years in Paris have been everything I could ever dream of and I must say that I did not know that me, myself and I would make such a great team. Excited for what’s next!

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