The universe places you exactly where you can achieve what you asked for.
The Law of Attraction is so powerful it's scary. My need to travel must be strong enough that the Universe is listening.
Paris (and France in general) is everywhere I turn. I joke about my willingness to do unspeakable things to get to
Brazil in 2014 (behind every joke...). Recently jobs I've applied for are perfect for me and would give me the opportunity to travel and/or work with internationals. I don't have the means to travel at the moment so I'm satisfying my wanderlust in NYC. It's uncanny--the new people I'm meeting are natives of countries on my must-see list and people who have visited them already. When I finally make it to Paris,
Brazil, Thailand, South Africa, Italy, etc. it will be new to me but I'm being
prepped, appetite kept whet, constantly gaining new insights.
All signs point to my inevitable travel. Sometimes I swear it's all too perfect. This past month has been plotted like a movie--full of foreshadowing and "coincidences".