Ch. 1: PLAY (Birth to 12-years-old)
Ch. 2: RIGOR (12 to 27-years-old)
Ch. 3: CHEMISTRY (present)
Ch. 3 begins with our protagonist finding peace in the heart of a Capitol Hill neighborhood, whose streets are lined with row homes more beautiful than any New York City brownstone. The windows are tall and inviting, the iron steps are bold with shine, and the paint on the brick exterior is fresh despite also being weather-worn. The streets are calm and the brick sidewalks are strewn with the colors of fall crunching beneath walking feet. People take care of this community, she thought, and said hello to everyone she passed.
She has found a home for her soul here, finally putting her restless spirit aside. Its job is done: accelerating upon impact to achieve transcendence. There is nothing more to seek. She sleeps with ease in the silence of the city night. The cool, crisp air makes her breathing a little easier, and the 1920’s apartment she inhabits has comfort for a character as battle-weary as her own. It is a space that allows entrance for only the essentials.
What’s left are the elements of her composition, that, when reciprocated by others, make her whole. In moments that hold their purest forms, can make her weep. Kindness is one of those elements. Laughter, another. She is nearer now to making these variables constant, simply by location alone, where she can begin again–not by design–but by being. There is no pressure anymore. Only time, and it is too precious to spend figuring. She has the peace now, of knowing what she’s made of. And the pleasure of letting others know as well.