And the stars turned away. Pinkin V.O.

has passed almost a year since I listened to the call of my heart and left my hometown, leaving everything that was so expensive in it. On the road, I realized that happiness is people and ordinary conversations with them. This is a walk around the sleeping city with those who are ready to share any adventure with you. Happiness is the adoption of oneself, your fears and delusions. And then ten months later and four days, the train finally takes me towards the house. But are they waiting for my return there? This book stores my memories. She stores conversations, love, loss and happiness, which sometimes lies in finding the strength to return.