I spent today in Paris.
Although I was alone, the buzzing city overwhelmed me.
And the art that I saw was beautiful in every way it could be.
The art in the museum was exceptional of course
however, the art on the street was a little more magical.
Maybe because it felt more real.
The laughter of the people and the feelings of love were euphoric.
And although it was not hanging in a frame on a wall,
this art was still just as beautiful.