In a short 36 hours I'll be on my way to Paris and into the arms of my handsome husband. I expect to eat good food, admire amazing art and walk down narrow cobble stoned streets. And if I play my cards right I might get to see my long lost Kym.
I use the word "babe" too much, I'm always making changes to my life soundtrack, I have aspirations of being good at everything I do, I nervously pick at my cuticles, I have a rad baby girl named Clementine.
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