If you have been forced to despair by the gray clouds in a strange city and give up the struggle; if the pointer points to four o'clock in the morning and your empty heart is still clamoring for sleep; if you are a lonely soul wandering in the hustle and bustle of the city but wondering about the meaning of doing nothing every day.
Then, please listen to me explain that in the endless reincarnation of opening and closing your eyes again.
Conception: