She visits quite often, that place when where she is and where she is supposed to be collide. Where no one questions her. Where she doesn't question her identity. Where she sees life straight through to the horizon.

I don't know if I've ever been there. I often feel as if there's somewhere else I should be, something else I should be doing. A constant pull.
The closest I seem to get is witnessing her moments.

And that is enough.