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"Through the act of living itself, sadness piles up here and there. Whether in the sheets hung to dry in the sun, the single toothbrush in your bathroom or the history logs of your cellphone.
Over these past few years I've only wanted to move forward and touch that which I couldn't reach... though I've never been able to tangibly define what it was.
Not knowing where those obsessive thoughts came from, I simply continued to work. Then, one day, I realized that my heart was withering, and inside of it there was nothing but pain.
And then, one morning, when I realized that I had completely lost my earnest and acute feelings from long ago, I knew I was at my limit and quit my job.
Yesterday I had a dream, a dream of a long-lost past. Within the dream, the two of us were still thirteen, standing upon the vast field blanketed in snow as far as the eye could see. In the distance, the lights shimmering in houses were set sparsely, far and wide. All that was left upon the newly fallen snow were our footprints. Just like that, we wished, without hesitation, that one day the two of us would be able to see the cherry blossoms together again."