Solitude makes her smile this day. Sweet music of her language plays as she reads classic literature to ebb away her 'sorrow'/ The depressed nature of her former state, now replaced with content.
Alone in her room, she couldn't breathe. But now, she inhales fine. Awaiting the return of her travelling companion occasionally fills her with anxiety, but she feels stronger now. Almost ready to start afresh... If they can?
She reads on...

(Written 24th March 07 - Japan)