After 8 years since our family separated, I came to Kanazawa to live with them.
When they moved away from Yokohama, I thought I was adult enough to take care of myself. But it was wrong. It takes 8 years to find it out.
"Something is wrong with me." I sometimes feel that way since I was little. I just wanted to deny that, had tried harder to change the way I had been.
But now I'm a little tired of it. I'm tired of living myself.
Now I'm in Kanazawa to rebuild what I had ruined.
My dream is gone, but I have much time to find it again.