Two years ago, the wind blew toward you.
Two years later, the wind blows toward both of us.
A beautiful encounter between two people, and ultimately a beautiful story.
Borges once said, "I give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart. I try to defeat you with confusion, danger, and failure. I cannot keep you, so I split myself into countless versions tied to you, to commemorate you, and to make myself who I am."
Theme: Keep moving forward, and in the end you'll find something beautiful.
