Paris. Hotel des Grands Boulevards

My eyes picked up all the details around me — the coffee machine, local artist teacups, organic tea selection, the exquisite minibar collection, and the terrace on the other side of the building where I would have my cocktail later that night. Jazz radio playing Frank Sinatra welcomed me almost knowing my love for him, so I slightly turned the volume up and sat in my bed engraving that moment in my memory.