Quelle semaine. Everything, everything, has been turned upside down.
Everything must balance out. Two deaths and two births; an unexpected cure after three decades in wait, and a tried-tested-true treatment for an illness I never saw coming; a newfound love for an oldfound harbour town, and an old contempt finally recognized and repaired.
How did we get here? For everything, there is a time and place; here and now, we are alive. It's time to get my priorities straight.
Take my pieces and make them join, sound the trumpet and blow the horn. Show me secrets that I may grow, all my colours... until we go.