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September 16, 2011

The last time I was in Paris… I was celebrating my 23rd birthday. Fresh out of college and calling Dublin home. I was with my lovely ex Cian we stayed at his brother and sister-in-law’s apartment I got muddy streaks of fake tanner all over the sheets his brother pretended not to notice. I was a whole lot wealthier (I inherited money from my grandparents) and a good deal dumber (a bad combination). I was blonde, sorta, and maybe 10 pounds heavier cocky, too. I smoked Parliaments I wanted to be a writer (I wanted to be Carrie) but I was lazy unfocused. I was about to start a grad program  it was something to do a reason to be in Dublin among other things. It was my first time in Paris I was awed I was satisfied Ah!  So this is what they mean when they call it the most beautiful city in the world. This time I’ll celebrate my 30th (!) with my true love M. and my parents my extraordinary parents. I’ll drink great wines I’ll eat well  I’ll take pictures (it’s kinda my thing). I’ll look back on my life in New York I’ll smile. I’m not Carrie but (forgive the cliché) I’m something better. This path was made by walking and the sum of the steps the tick mark on the wall the pressing question How Do You Feel About What You’ve Accomplished  By Your 30th Birthday?  I  feel damn good.

The last time I was in Paris…

I was celebrating my 23rd birthday.

Fresh out of college

and calling Dublin home.

I was with my lovely ex Cian

we stayed at his brother and sister-in-law’s apartment

I got muddy streaks of fake tanner all over the sheets

his brother pretended not to notice.

I was a whole lot wealthier

(I inherited money from my grandparents)

and a good deal dumber

(a bad combination).

I was blonde, sorta, and maybe

10 pounds heavier

cocky, too.

I smoked Parliaments

I wanted to be a writer

(I wanted to be Carrie)

but I was lazy

unfocused.

I was about to start a grad program 

it was something to do

a reason to be

in Dublin

among other things.

It was my first time in Paris

I was awed

I was satisfied

Ah! 

So this is what they mean

when they call it

the most beautiful city in the world.

This time

I’ll celebrate my 30th (!)

with my true love M.

and my parents

my extraordinary parents.

I’ll drink great wines

I’ll eat well 

I’ll take pictures

(it’s kinda my thing).

I’ll look back on my life in New York

I’ll smile.

I’m not Carrie

but

(forgive the cliché)

I’m something better.

This path was made by walking

and the sum of the steps

the tick mark on the wall

the pressing question

How Do You Feel

About What You’ve Accomplished 

By Your 30th Birthday? 

I 

feel

damn

good.

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