Nothing good came free. Even love. You paid for all things. And if you were poor, suffering was your currency. - Khaled Hosseini

But it is important to know this, to know your roots. To know where you started as a person. If not, your own life seems unreal to you. Like a puzzle. Vous comprenez? Like you have missed the beginning of a story and now you are in the middle of it, trying to understand.

yet love can move people to act in unexpected ways and move them to overcome the most daunting obstacles with startling heroism

I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away.