Free Man in Paris

Free Man in Paris
I've had this dry, annoying sensation in my sinus' for over 24 hours and I can't seem to get any relief. I'm sitting in my office, feeling less and less attached to it as the days of summer begin to dwindle away. I'm ready for a change and suddenly feel empowered after hearing Joni Mitchell's "Free Man in Paris." I remember years ago my sister waxing on and on about her love of the song since it reminded her of youthful, carefree days she spent backpacking through Europe. Barbara always seemed so European and savvy to me as a young tot. I emulated much of her style as a kid and hoped to one day wonder through those same cobbled streets on the other side of the pond. Those streets I ended up wandering were in Cape May, New Jersey and I regret none of it! I can't wait till August when the hubby and I can kick back and enjoy all the city has to offer....fudge, tasty waves, tart martini's, dollar Rocks and the unification of good old summer friends. I wonder if Joni ever wrote a little ditty about my town? Well, it doesn't matter because "Free Man in Paris" is going to be my almighty theme song this summer. I'm leaving so much of my life baggage behind these days, I feel lighter and lighter so off to Paris we go!