This is a performance about the human search for Truths-within and without-and the unexpected places it takes you.
Away from all the chaos, she ran into the open terrace, looking down at the lonely midnight streets.
When you reach the end of the tunnel, And the only light that’s shining is way behind you You tend to forget what it was/is/is going to be about
” There’s a kind of mental freedom and peace that comes only with childhood and youth, the kind you can see in children’s shining eyes
‘ She was sitting on a bus on her way back from work and an old man who was wearing corduroy trousers, a plaid red shirt underneath a grey