Everyone is a planet. Why do we exist? Where will we die? No one knows even if we never die.
If someone who died once wants to talk to us, we won't dare to listen.
So it's really just a casual chat, we just chat casually, and if no one else talks to me, I just talk to myself.
Write it as a diary, but not a real diary! I won't write every day unless I'm crazy
More if you have ideas, more if you have something interesting, and more if you have something to say.
When I don't know what to do, I shrink my neck and hide back to a certain star.
The world is roaring, but there are always some people who remain silent
The whole world is chattering, but some things are avoided
When you came here, you planned to do something
I looked around, but in the end I just spread my hands
Concept: Essay, you and I are both stars
