There is always a book. A movie. A music. There is always a story beneath our favorite childhood book or the one we would always take hidden in our purse. Behind that pleasant chill covering our skin when we pass by a street musician playing THAT song. And in those tears when the final credits appear on that movie, even if its the 5634799008654th rerun on TV.
I would love to read about your very own madeleine! You can share it here anytime and as many as you want. You don't need to write in a perfect English and you don't need to be Proust: your words are as precious to me.
Send me an email and I'll post your story here.
Thank you for spreading the word!
Andarilha
