American Runner in Paris

A small sliver of sun shined brightly through the drapes of my hotel room. My eyes opened slowly as if my lids were stuck to my eyeballs and my jet lag body lay very still … I couldn’t move an inch. ¬†Paralyzed from confusion¬†and sheer exhaustion, I eventually remembered where I was at – what I needed to do. Finally, …

Julie SimonAmerican Runner in Paris