The distant mountains, the intermittent honking of irritable trucks and cars, and the short-lived of the smooth roads were something she wanted to live through. She felt so much at home, even though she hadn't reached it yet. Or was the city itself her home? It did indeed bring back memories of times long past. And that hurt like a thousand piercing knives.

She had traversed these roads several times before and she was afraid to linger.

Deep down, he knew. He knew the reason behind the chaos and, in the process of acknowledging it, he fell in love with the concept of chaos.

On a blissful journey with me, he will embark, and bring me back when I am frightened and lost.