That Fleeting Season Became Forever

I've been to many places without lingering; met many people without becoming attached; tasted all kinds of delicacies without savoring them afterward. Yet when the lights grow dim, I can't forget certain fleeting moments that passed by unnoticed.

Why do I like dogs, yet fall in love with cats, and look forward to someone waiting for me when I open the door?

Why can I hear the sorrow in a song, yet find myself unmoved by its joy? Why do complaints on endless rainy days sink into our hearts more deeply than happiness on bright, sunny days? Why do people who have never tasted candy eat White Rabbit sweets every day, then lash out when they're gone?

If you don't dwell on it, you won't forget.