Feeling the warm sun on a random February day - all I wanted to do was breathe in the moment. And hold on to it. Wrap myself in that hour and pause life. Make the out of control merry-go-round stop spinning. Breathe and feel warmth, feel connection, disappear and yet be seen.
It is what it is. A story captivates me. I am curious. What drives the story now? How was it shaped back then? How are the story elements fused and blended? Somehow I know I have things to learn from the story.
And so I wait. Wait for more time. Wait for more tension. Wait for trust, connection, and surprises.
Curiosity must be patient.