Five minutes of a lifetime were truly spent, and we felt young in a good way.

Everyone is special in their own way.

Do you always think this much? It's just that sometimes people use thought to not participate in life.

I love my mom. And this time, I told her I loved her. And she told me she loved me, too. And things were okay for a little while.

As you see the opening get closer, you just can't get fast enough. And finally, just when you think you'll never get there, you see the opening right in front of you.

I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. Maybe that is what makes people "participate.

I wonder what it will be like when I leave this place.