A hen living in a city away from her original nest. Lived 15 years of her life a stone’s throw away from the sea but swims worse than a cat. Almost named Maria Banana by her mother (yet to figure out if it was a joke). Proud promdee but loving the city. Making a living churning out pieces. Wondering if her day-to-day routine has started giving her some psychedelic effect (“Purple haze all in my eyes. Don’t know if it’s day or night”). Loving life nonetheless. Loving mudraxhood, loving her Cello, day and night!