This morning my senses and my mood were especially attuned to the city.
• Ah, that unmistakable smell of bread baking at the boulangerie.
• The taste of creamy milk in my coffee.
• The sun breaking through the grey skies.
• Seeing an older couple—probably mid-seventies—holding hands.
• The ride through Place de la Concorde—this morning, it outshone Place Vendome.
• Noticing the neck of the Eiffel Tower for the first time from a spot of my commute that I pass every day.