I first went to France when I was nine. Then again when I was 17. Then I studied abroad there when I was 20 and spent the best summer of my life gallivanting around with friends from around the world. To say I was excited to revisit Paris again was an understatement. So at this…
I’m doing a cleanse. Emotionally and Physically. Or, my own version of one, anyways. Here goes nothing. Physical I haven’t had alcohol (minus one small glass of incredibly overpriced Rose) since I got home from New Orleans and this is probably the longest I’ve gone without drinking since I turned 21. It’s funny, as a millennial…
