The Grass Is Gone, the Spring Breeze Is Coming Again

In order to commemorate the almost absurd little life of nearly thirty years, I tied a playful bow on the tail of my youth. Adolescence takes a lot of blame for our rebellious behavior. Thanks to youth, we have no regrets. Warn your future self that youth is the capital of wanton madness. When you feel miserable, tell yourself a joke to make yourself happy. When you feel tired, drink a glass of wine to send yourself into a sweet dreamland. Those born in the 1980s are a little more persistent, those born in the 1990s are a little more free and easy, and those born in the 00s are a little frivolous. If there is my shadow in the story, there must also be your shadow...