Going through daily life, there are so many times we fail, so many times we fall short,
so many times we are cast aside, rejected, and disliked..
It happens to me, and it happens to the person next to me..
It happens to me, and it happens to the person next to me..
Or sometimes people I don't even know meet with an accident one day,
drifting away before we can even exchange a greeting..
Wherever you go, there are so many sad stories..
Really, what would be strange about the main character of one of those stories being me..
Wherever you go, there are so many sad stories..
Really, what would be strange about the main character of one of those stories being me..
After all, to others I'm just one of countless people
And really — for anyone,
And really — for anyone,
living daily life as an ordinary existence is anything but easy..
I went to Yangpyeong for a rare hike, and along the way I came across an encounter..
I went to Yangpyeong for a rare hike, and along the way I came across an encounter..
(I still.. don't know its name.. more precisely, I probably never will..)
That nameless encounter..
had endured many rains, been buried under snow.. spring had only just arrived,
That nameless encounter..
had endured many rains, been buried under snow.. spring had only just arrived,
and it had surely been trampled by many people..
And in a week or so, it would quietly wither away without anyone noticing..
And yet that nameless one, unbothered by any of that,
was blooming like this, radiant..
Isn't our daily life ultimately the same..
'It doesn't need to be grand — that's fine-'
- From a nameless mountain path in Yangpyeong
