In the end, all we have are stories, and the hope that they might mean something to someone.
最终,我们所拥有的只有故事,以及希望它们对某人可能意味着什么。
时间从我们头顶飞过,但留下了它的影子。
The act of writing is an act of optimism. You would not take the trouble to do it if you felt it didn't matter.
音乐是我的疗愈、我的逃避、我的激情、我的一切。