When I was a child, I was a very closed-off person, who loved to cry. Later, I suddenly became more open-minded and laughed more often, but it seemed like I wasn't being myself anymore. Eventually, I finally found a bit of my original self again, even if others may not like it. However, I feel very grounded and secure. I am still a crybaby, but in this fast-food era, there seems to be little that can truly touch my soul. Who has the leisure to explore its Zen meaning? I still love watching Korean dramas, those older movies, and then cry while watching them. I still yearn for the imagined romance, even if I can only see other people's romances. Why can't I upload pictures today? I still feel happy. I am still someone who is always half a step behind others, seemingly never knowing what fashion is because I have never been in the age of loving beauty. My writing is still very messy, sitting alone by the window, because I always think quickly and then forget even faster.
One thing that hasn't changed: I am still as timid as ever.