Many years later, I think of those crazy days as if they were a yarn ruffled by the wind, and everything seemed blurry and distant. I'm not even sure if it actually happened. My frivolous love. Including myself. They all died at that moment.
At that time, I didn't understand why I was addicted to that kind of music. Later, I thought, what kind of music do people listen to, they just have to find themselves in it.