It happens that the stage sets collapse. Rising, streetcar, four hours in the office or the factory, meal, streetcar, four hours of work, meal, sleep, and Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday and Saturday according to the same rhythm — this path is easily followed most of the time. But one day the “why” arises and everything begins in that weariness tinged with amazement. “Begins” — this is important.
by Albert Camus

一次存在主义危机

「明日も明後日も　明々後日も来年も　君を想って言葉を描くだろう」ー　椎名もた「アイケアビコーズ」

「すべて 夢見ることから」ー　椎名もた「夢の値段」

上一年差不多在这时也写了这么一个年终总结，今年也写一个吧。

（叹气）又是一年。

Merry Xmas

Merry Xmas!

圣诞节悄然而至，再过几天就是2016了。已经不止一次这么感叹了：时间过得太快，总感觉这一年就这么没了。

对于2015年，总想写下一点内容，毕竟有些事情一直释怀不下，可能说出来会好一点。