"When I get into my French mood, I just listen to these Parisian dream jazzy soul pop songs and imagine that I walk down flowery streets in a small town, with a hot coffee in one hand and my notebooks and pens in the other, wearing this summer dress and going to the beach, or a meadow, with the sole intention of relaxing and writing. I also eat croissants and maybe drink wine. Unfortunately, I do not start speaking French, for I do not know any." - a girl I used to love