Alna and her mother sleep-in on a Sunday morning with tea and rusks. The mood is light and comfortable. They laugh easily. Conversation flows from the topic of the cats to childhood memories and unfulfilled dreams. In youth, Alna recollects her early dreams to become a writer. This trajectory was not supported by her mother at the time. Now her mother sits across from her, encouraging her to write, but Alna feels it is too late.