I decided to focus more on observing people. Not that I haven’t been doing it quite intensively already.

So last night I focused on the sadness. It was the happiest day for her but still I could smell out those details that indicated what lied beneath that wide and vigorous smile. She was sad. And desperate. And I felt bad by watching at her. I felt sorry for her. She was supposed to be the happiest woman on earth now but she is bottling it all up instead. You know how you can recognise people who are trapped or threatened or being held hostage or something without them directly saying it, but you get those carefully concealed signals and that desperate look. And all I did was to observe.

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You sure?


So, she was doing or experiencing something that she always dreamed of and yet there was an element of coercion into it?

I think I'm pretty sure, yes.

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