I am in the mood of becoming a blind sheep who even hiccups to the library for what it means, even though I think about it without being sure, and I wonder if it is sad, I just wander away from this nightmarish reality, and I want to say that the dream is over, but I cannot say that I am extremely sorry to have come this far and shown patience and fallen off, I still see no anomalies around me, I believe that there should be a glimmer of hope in this distortion-like world of space, and I will deal with it with all with all my might in the unseen high seas of the unobstructed seabed, and now I want to take a step forward. This is all I have left.