…usings. She was a beacon of spontaneity in a world often shrouded in contemplation and apprehension. Sarah danced to the rhythms of life, not in the rain but in the metaphorical sense, her steps unbound by the practicalities of the mundane — like the careful way she tended to her hair. Her philosophy was not articulated through words but…
If Life’s a Joke, I’m Learning to Laugh
Øivind H. Solheim - the Novel Author