I have no name, so I chose the title Traveler. No family, no friends, no way home. The road ahead is unclear, and I am alone, but I can only keep going. In my daze, it seems that someone always tells me on the road that time will remember everything, so will the history that records time remember me?
Intention: When you are confused and moving forward, don't forget that memories are supporting you. Move forward in stride. It doesn't matter if you can't find the answer.