The accusation described a story about something vanishing. Our past defines who we are, but somehow the sun rises as usual and the blue sky doesn't arise. Who covers the flow? And takes things away? Don't treat me as a patient, maybe you are.
⌖ 2O年生命歷程，聯覺敘事展 —— 尋回記憶洪流，無懼面對所有。
A Narrative of Synesthesia: Fear nothing and face the way we live.
⌖ 孩提時 總無畏無懼 說我愛那個 說我不愛那個
拾歲時 往往似懂非懂 看你做什麼 看你不做什麼
雙拾時 反而懸懸而望著 期待去追逐 畏懼奪去期待
Days of childhood, We fear nothing And try to love something;
Days of adolescence, We know something And learn to do anything;
Days of adulthood, We fear anything But never deprive ourselves.