The walls that seemed so sturdy only moments ago have begun to waver in the face of memory. A strain of tune, from another lifetime, another me – pulls me back to those long walks. Just me, alone with my music, in a world so far away from what I knew.

Sitting in a coffee shop, where no one knew me, and the only thing that mattered was the words spilling out from the keys. Tales built from dreams and songs that whispered around my head.

My stardust melody…