Forgive me for stating the obvious, but the world is made up of all kinds of people.

I read Naoko's letter again and again, and each time I read it I would be filled with the same unbearable sadness I used to feel whenever Naoko stared into my eyes. I had no way to deal with it, no place I could take it to or hide it away. Like the wind passing over my body, it had neither shape nor weight, nor could I wrap myself in it.

I may be the type who manages to grab all the pointless things in life but lets the really important things slip away.

But if you peeled away the ornamental egos that she had built, there was only an abyss of nothingness and the intense thirst that came with it.

It is the same with anything - you have to learn through your own experience, paying your own way. You can't learn it from a book.

I am here, alone, at the end of the world. I reach out and touch nothing.”.

If only I could fall sound asleep and wake up in my old reality!