I believe in the power of storytelling. It's how we make sense of the world.
All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
我不会等待风暴过去,我会在雨中跳舞。
记忆是个奇怪的东西。它并不像我以为的那样运作。我们的构造如此愚蠢,以至于我们携着最早的记忆走过一生,还以为它们是最新近的。