To exit the (former) horrendous political scene, so draining and hopeless, I finally got myself a ticket to Paris where I am encamped—leaning toward a computer, writing a new book.

My Dream

It's amazing how much better I feel, how productive I've become, how happy I am to greet the world each day. 

France has its problems too, but the nastiness level is lower and hopes higher.

Of course, having the 2024 Olympics here has helped. But it's the radical change of venue and perspective that have reincarnated me.  

What's your dream?

It doesn't have to be Paris, or something "big."  What's your dream that, if acted upon, will suffuse you with joy? Trout fishing? Sky diving? Holding your new grandchild? 

A walk in the park. What's your dream?