Jasmine was in the middle of playing a song she wrote recently on her keyboard. She had been really focused and into it, no one or anything could really snap her out of it. “Do you remember feeling invincible? When there was trouble it was us against the world. We kept running, running through the night.
Chasing the sun ‘til anything felt right,” Some had walked in the room but she was too immersed in the music to notice.