This is a true story. The book is a diary of a woman's journey with ulterior motives. There are many life stories, patterns-of-being, thoughts, images and metaphors intertwined into a web of hundreds of silk threads held together by sensitivity. Somewhere in the middle of all of this, behind a hospital door, is a woman dressed in black.
It's a story about pain and morphine, it's a story about a woman who lived too long.