B: After 20 years, there are now some days when I don’t think of him. Do you have such days, too?

A: No, not yet. Not yet. He is everywhere. All over my head. All over the place. But I’m happier. I’m finding my rhythm back.

You see, I fell in love with the moon.

B: oh, it waxes and wanes. That is the nature of the moon. Love the moonlight!