There Is Light in the North Direction

This is the love between two "too sober" adults. There is no thunder and fire, only a steady flow of water. It is the tacit support of a desperate fight in times of crisis, the warmth of a bowl of soup in ordinary days, the concrete imagination of "home" when looking at a house, and the fact that in front of each other, we can finally take off all the armor and be our true selves.