I have been a little emotional for a long time.
A day to move forward, move forward, and look forward. I haven't looked at the calendar for a long time, and sometimes I feel like there is no tomorrow.
What does tomorrow look like? Where is my tomorrow? I have no idea.
The male protagonist is a small microcosm of me, and I send him to see the future.
Intention: Go forward, move forward, look forward.