One night, I decided to disappear and abandon everything. Family, friends, work. I took a flight to the most improbable destination. A continent, a country, a city where I didn’t know a soul. To start anew is to live without a bank account, without friends. Mission almost impossible. All the more when guilt and solitude knock at your door. Problems don’t vanish in the sun or at the end of the world. And yet, I like to think otherwise.