No matter where we are in the world, there is a place where we can forget those tragedies.
His thoughts stirred, and he laughed. In that memory, I was wearing a goose-yellow top and a bright blue Tibetan-style shawl, standing in front of the door, surrounded by fragrant roses.
In the face of a national crisis, the trivial matter between her and him was as light as a feather.
Conception: