By Robert Doisneau makes my heart skip a beat .

But by far, this one is my favorite.

Le Basier De L’hotel De Ville — the city hall kiss in Paris.

I was fortunate enough to see his original photographs at an exhibit at Hotel de Ville in Paris a few years back.

Hindsight is always 20-20. We cannot know what is to come.

Now I wonder : when will I be back? Will I be back? How many times I took for granted the sun setting on the Seine. The morning sound of traffic as Paris wakes up.

I just assumed I’d be back. When I wanted. Its laughable now.

How we always think we’re in control. But we’re not.