After all that happened this weekend, my view of this planet and everyone on it was warped. I honestly had to get out there and prove to myself that the world is still beautiful.
For those of you who are wondering, it is. Even if people try to ugly it up, the golden hour still comes, the stars are still above us, and the sun still rises in the morning.
Paix pour la Ville Lumière, la France, et le monde.