But I Didn't Understand Then.

What We Call The Present Is Given Shape By An Accumulation Of The Past.

Overhead, The Two Moons Worked Together To Bathe The World In A Strange Light.

No Matter How Much Time Passes, No Matter What Takes Place In The Interim, There Are Some Things We Can Never Assign To Oblivion, Memories We Can Never Rub Away.

Adults Need More Complex Narratives. They Have Their Own Narratives. The Main Characters Are Themselves.

Don't Tell Me Anymore. You Should Have Your Dream, As The Old Woman Told You To. I Understand How You Feel, But If You Put Those Feelings Into Words They Will Turn Into Lies. (from Thailand)