I'm waiting for you! I have been waiting for you, did you know?
It was late at night, sitting alone in front of the tent, quietly tracing my eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror, my eyebrows gloomy. Outside the tent, it was still dark and windy and sandy. . .
All my life I have been wandering between being waited for and being waited for, and I have always been worried about you: When will you return?