She sits adorned in clothes from four long travelled years ago. Names like Banos and Puyo, Chachapoyas and Quito run by. Dhaffer Youseff providing a haunting sountrack to her mind. Its funny how you forget who you are for long spaces in time. Caught up in a whirlwind of new places, people ideas and things. A cloud of Academia providing the nutrition one needs, whilst stifling the inner creative being.