These Four Seasons

No updates in June. I'll be back in July. “Is there anything in your life you regret or wish you could change?” “Yes, lots of things.” “Would you like to live your life over and make up for them?” “No.” The sorrows of life drift like willow fluff. When have we ever seen spring without it? Even if you could relive your youth a hundred times, could life ever be perfect? Besides, in this world, dying of old age is a luxury. And what other way to die doesn't hurt? Dying hurts so much. She's so afraid of pain.