Meet Different Selves

As we walk around the world, we all wear a variety of faces: as a son, as a daughter, as a husband, as a wife, as a father, as a mother... As evil, as good, as mediocre, as "me", which one... Is the real "me"? Or... Each one is actually a different "I"? Since it is all "I", why is this? Why are there so many "I's"? Why did "I" come to this world? Where did "I" come from? Where will you go in the end? ​…Is the very fact that "we" have these questions the answer to why we exist in the world? …… "Why?" Aunt Lan, who was dusting off the book, asked almost subconsciously, "Isn't it because, madam, you are too busy? We ordinary people are tired enough just thinking about how to survive. How can we have time to think about this and that?" ​Is it...? It turns out that "I" am too idle. In this case, I really should find something to do... Intention: Enjoy life and do your best.