Frustration

Today I was walking along the river Seine, looking at the old apartment buildings and feeling quite lucky to be in Paris. Then I happened upon the Eiffel Tower and felt a mini surge of excitement. I drank shitty, overpriced coffee there because I had museum fatigue and could go no further. As I walked away from the Eiffel Tower, across the river and towards some famous building or another, I got pissed off and vowed that next time I'm in an amazing place, it will be with someone I love a lot.

Rather than take the millionth self portrait, I'd like to have someone in the picture with me. Khalas. Enough is enough.