cardigan

Memories here smell of smoke and are illuminated by street lamps. Youth is depicted as a series of drunken kisses, last-minute trains and promises that are always broken at the most tender moment. Love is like an old cardigan - forgotten but dear, which is suddenly found again and worn as if it were a favourite. There are many scars in this fragile story, but each one is circled by stars - as proof that even pain can shine.