Remember, broken crayons colour too

Shannet's voice echoes in the darkness. She is lost. A nocturnal modern urban landscape unfolds. As she wanders the empty streets, memories begin to haunt her. The cold concrete and a threatening stream of thoughts pull Shannet into an endless tunnel. Trapped in her memories, the noise turns into music. She is playing the violin; she is alive. It’s a sunny summer day. She smiles as her friends join her. With them, Shannet can share her healing journey.