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I had a weird dream last night.
What was it?
The hand of a clock went back and forth at high speed.
Everyone around me stopped and only I was moving.
And?
And I tried calling it, but no one was moving.
I got sad and dropped and broke the clock.
Is that a watch?
No, it was like a pocket watch. It was a strange watch.
I'm glad it's not a watch.
A watch that doesn't sell dreams may have been ominous because it represents lovers.
I'm glad. But I'm really sad.
I love books that don't sell dreams and I try to write down all the dreams I've seen.
Really?
It seems that if you write down your dreams in a diary or something, your head will go crazy.
If you write down your dreams or something, won't you be able to see your job interview?
Job interview?
But, when you realize you're dreaming in your dream, you can control it.
That's amazing!
If you can control your dream...
But, dream is impossible, isn't it?
But, why can't you realize you're dreaming?
I often dream about being chased by someone.
Don't you dream something very real?
I do.
I was texting my boyfriend and fell asleep before I knew it.
I've been waiting for your mail in my dream.
That's funny!
Did you get my mail?
I hate mail.
Why?
Here's your bean sprout ramen.
Thank you.
I send 300 emails a day.
That's amazing.
It's not that much, but it's less than 100 a day.
Why do you keep in touch with me?
Call me!
I don't have any business, but I can call you and ask you what you're doing or watching TV.
No way! What's the point of texting her? I can't even focus on TV. I want to talk to her.
You can meet her and talk.
No, no. It's fun to use cute emojis and think about her and text her.
And I get excited waiting for her email.
I'm not excited about a single emoji or being swung around.
I don't think men are more attracted to emails than women.
You're right.
I think men are more likely to not delete emails.
So, isn't it better not to have an email?
No, no. I can't live without an email.
You're right. It's hard without an email.
My boyfriend just confessed his love to me by email.
Not only confessing love by email, but also confessing love directly.
Young people nowadays rely too much on emails.
Young people? You're young too.
In the past, we didn't have emails or cell phones.
I can't think of anything.
If we didn't have cell phones, I wonder what would have happened.
Without cell phones, we wouldn't be able to read magazines or take photos.
We wouldn't be able to do anything.
I think it's an anxiety.
But if we didn't have them, wouldn't we be fine?
In the past, there were no phones or clocks.
If there were no phones or clocks, we wouldn't know what time it is.
I wonder how people deal with things.
Don't you think they guide each other with love?
With love?
Do you think someone with a phone who sends 300 emails a day can be guided by love?
You're terrible!
Do you think time is equal?
I think it's equal.
Any celebrity or genius works 24 hours a day.
I don't think it's equal.
Time runs at different speeds for different people.
William Shakespeare.
Boring and painful times are long, and fun and fulfilling times are short.
But that's just a sense of time, and physically everyone moves equally, right?
In Tokyo, New York, London...
No matter where you are, one day is 86,400 seconds.
If you think about it in hours or days...
Everyone might think equally.
But life is different for everyone.
If you think like that...
Isn't the time given to humans equal?
Humans don't know that the present is very valuable.
Humans just wish for a better future and play with the past.
Humans are acting like a cult.
In short, we should live in the present with all our might, right?
You've put it together for no reason.
Well, it's difficult, but that's what it is.
Ramen is stretching.
Let's eat.
Strawberry!
Yay!
One ice cream, please.
[PH] Okay!
We are always here.
We always talk about the same thing.
We are always here at the same time.
We are always talking here individually.
The scenery is always the same.
We always repeat the same thing.
Please!
Hey!
Go!
By the way, what were we talking about?
I forgot!
We always talk about the same thing.
We always talk about the same thing and forget.
But continuing the same thing is hard work.
Doesn't that hard work turn into strength?
You could say it's strength.
Time sure is strange.
[PH] I'm not sure about that one.
I envy the time around me.
My time is real, but the past, now, and the future are like high speed trains, like slow trains, and they are turning around me.
My heart's clock is real and strong.
I'm crying, stop it, stop it, stop it
I hold my watch down and pretend I'm fine
But I can't look away, stop it, stop it, stop it
On a bus stop in the middle of the night
I wanted you to hold me
The mean snow is starting to fall
I don't have an umbrella or anything
I'm going to be buried in sadness like this
The selfish snow is breaking the sky
I'm alone now, like my heart is clogged up
I thought I'd have a good adventure if I didn't mind
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Even if I stop the clock and rub my toes
I can't grow up
Love you! Love you! Love you!
I turned around many times in the crowd
I thought you'd catch up with me
As I walk along this powder snow road
I feel like I'll freeze at some point
When I look up at the powder snow sky at night
My cheeks are already wet
The time I started walking
I don't hate it, but why do I cry?
I'm sorry for that time
Did you smile at me?
I started painting the mean girl's snow
I don't have an umbrella anymore
I'm going to be buried in sadness like this
Waiting for a selfish snowy sky
So that it can pile up in my heart, I'm going to be alone now
I don't mind if I had a good adventure
Even though I thought so