She lives for the days when she could lift her arms up in peace
and feel the wind tickle her face.
She feels slight euphoria at the breeze just before she heads to the train station.
The wonder walking through the city taking in its people.
She wants nothing more than to sit with the old couple having lunch on the patio, and learn a thing or two about their love. She enjoys the simple things,
because there’s a war going on in her belly.