Irene reflects on a trip home like no other: from Peterborough to El Salvador during amidst a global pandemic. It is a masked journey, full of introspection and a yearning, "To lay under El Salvador’s sun and hear the ocean’s whisper once again, to speak my mother tongue rather than having to translate my soul everyday; fearing that my thoughts were not being expressed properly or that mispronounced words would slip out of my mouth."