I have no one to accompany me in my precarious life. Stop and go, I never gave up searching, even if the final outcome was to turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear in the world.
At the end of my life, I met a man who was a reporter with rich emotions and thoughtful thoughts. I told him my story, either good or sad. I want to take a final look at myself in the story.
After telling this story, I will leave and go to the distant future to find my sixth self.
Conception: