Adieu Paris.

So, this is it. We bid one another adieu and move on.

For a few months we shared a class and found our own way to be a little indie. Now we are going to go off to different classes with different people and different teachers. We will see each other in the halls and act as if we don't know each other and move on. Most will forget paris and everything we have learned together, but some won't.

Some will remember Paris, I hope to never forget. Paris was where I found out that in the long run, money isn't as important as happiness, that a degree in english is crap and sometimes a journal is your lifeline. Wandering Paris was where I found myself; who I was, who I am, and who I want to be.

This class allowed me to roam the streets of Paris, to discover myself and learn that we are all trying to find our own Paris. None of us really know what the hell is going on, or what is going to happen tomorrow, but we will always have Paris.

Thank you Mr. Nelson, for introducing us to Paris and allowing us to find our own.