less than quatre

My heart and soul are getting a little heavy when I think of the follow series of events:

1) Starting my day with an expresso, strolling around Paris.
2) Getting lost and flustered, because I'm in Paris.
3) Enjoying myself leisurely and quite remarkably so, for a huge slab of the day. A slab that is equivalent in mass to an entire cheesecake.
4) Finishing my day with a bottle of Bordeaux, maybe two?

Who knows, who cares what else.

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