The more I go, the more images, slow movies and sounds I have on my mind. These can kill me slowly. It can really be painful when you have too much to memorize even though things could have been so much fun or not. Don't know why but I've always missed the old days.
Being in daddy's home all alone, I realized how hard life has been to my dad. This time, tears falling not for mom but for dad. Seeing the only one chair he got in the kitchen just tear off my heart...
Nothing much to tell. Gonna have dinner alone, I guess. Trying to find a name but...yea impossible.
Start a new page of 'memory'.
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