(film, fuji400)
on holiday she wakes up late, with no bad thought in her head.
drown her face in the blue pillow, let the sun shines through the window.
opens door feel the breeze of the wind, she breathes out and she breathes in.
a cup of tea be her company, does all the houseworks happily.
grabs her guitar play some melody, then goes out to spend some money.
on holiday he says he misses her, she can only whisper, "be my sweet stranger.."
