Street Office Blown by the Wind

Where do I start? Every story should have a starting point. I want to pick a happy one and think about it. It seems that I only have childhood. Why? Maybe it's because they are all here and will always be there, or maybe it's because I was ignorant as a child and have no sense of sadness! If I could start over, I would like to go back to that year and today, with the warm and clear sky and the wind-swept streets, and your happy presence beside them.