Two days later, the studio had a different rhythm. It wasn’t the frantic energy of the first exhibition because there were no constant calls, an overflowing schedule, or any pressure to make everything bigger than it needed to be. This time, everything felt more deliberate, smaller and more personal. I arrived at work earlier than everyone else.The city was still waking up when I unlocked the studio. I switched on the lights one by one and I stood still for a moment with my bag still hanging from my shoulder. Then I smiled."I missed you too," I whispered.It sounded ridiculous but I said it anyway because things were gradually going back to normal. I put my bag down and got to work. By eight, Maya had arrived. She knocked on my office door twice, entered, and placed a coffee beside me."Hey Lin…You’ve been here since?""Six thirty."She stared at me in shock. "What? Why?""I couldn’t sleep…""But that’s still not an excuse to come here before sunrise.""I wasn’t sleeping anyway so
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