The flight of a bird. Tangerine. The flapping of a wing, the whispering of feathers. Bergamot. Gliding over Paris. An awakening of early memories, of the essentials. A hint of leather. The murmur of the city in the sky, the frantic beating of a heart. Essence of orange. A race to ever-greater heights, to get lost in the big blue. A burst of green tea. The hope of new horizons. Escape. Dive into drunkenness, fly over the city of light. Jasmine absolute. Leave forever, the return, an endless journey of discovery. Lightness and depth. The fragility of contrasts. Forgetting to better remember. Memo Water.