Looking back on these years, I always gain and lose, lose and regain again. Destiny is like the fallen leaves in autumn, constantly spinning in time. Even if it withers, becomes brittle, is eaten by insects and rained on, it will never stop.
How many separations do we have to go through in life to have a result? What I expect is never a result, but just a result.
Intention: Accept what fate has to offer, no matter good or bad.
