Sometimes, when it gets too much—all the lights, the noise, the constant attention—she disappears.

She drives to the airport and points at the departures board at random.

She just needs to get away for a while. Disappear under the radar of the media. Ideally pop up in a small town where no one has heard her name or her voice.

It’s never for long—just a month or so to get her back up on her feet—but it’s well-deserved and well-spent.

She stands in front of the departures board at Logan International and points.

And that’s how she ends up in Amsterdam.