Later, When We Were Still Coming

I huddled in the phone booth at midnight, wearing snow-white pants and stains of blood. The phone stopped after answering the call, and I felt so miserable that I wanted to cry. ???????? Really, after following you, I never felt sad or regretted, even when I stayed on such a cold operating table. ?????? We have all said that we will reach an oasis after walking through the desert in front of us, but we have never thought that time will turn all the oases in front of us into deserts. We have never had an afterlife; we are still on the way. . . . .