Friday, April 20, 2007


Bright lights from the ceiling, an empty building, almost. Piles of paper surrounds her notebook as she slaves away preparing for the next week. And thoughts of last summer came into her mind. Flashbacks.

And she breaks the thought, and tries to focus on the task at hand. A conference in a city halfway round the world. Just what she needs. One week away from it all. From the reminders of last May, in this rain-swept city.


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