She sat on the bench. She felt an unusual peace. She looked up at the clouds and sighed, as if swooning.

She began to feel something in her chest, a pressure building there like before a cry. But different. A feeling of sweet sorrow filled her, a longing for something arose, like a long forgotten memory. Her mind began to settle. She felt a breeze on her cheek as she watched a dragon fly whizz past, its wings glittering, rainbow like, in the sunlight. A realization filled her, ‘the Heart forever voyages, longing its compass, always going home’. Now she was at home with herself!

A bus rolled into the bus stop. Air brakes hissed loudly. The back doors swung open, a man and women stepped down to the side walk. They were arguing.