An autumn afternoon… A walk in the French countryside…. Grey clouds hovering on the horizon…. There’s something relaxing in soft, warm colors. You feel as though this moment you’re in is infinite. You don’t have your cell phone on you. You’re well and truly separated from the world. Even if you’ve been on this path dozens of times, each passing is unique. There are always new colors, new smells, new sensations, new noises. And you bask in this stolen sunlit moment, not daring to think about your return to life and its hardships.