I was browsing our Ofoto albums
saw this picture.
the guy was in such a deep sleep in the morning train
I pretended to take picture of baby so I can take a shot
I almost forgot about it, until I saw it today.
I don't remember which train we were on in Kansai
don't remember where we were going
don't remember what date it was
but looking at it reminds me how fun our trip was.
every trip I came back, I used to write down the details
so a few years later, when I look back, I will remember where I have been
or, like a diary, I always wanted to writ down, so I will remember what happened.
however, more and more, I realize
for the places I've visited, things I've been through, people I've met
even I will forget, it doesn't change the fact, it has happened
I don't have to remember every single one of them
the truth is, it has happened
at that very moment, it once took place in my life
at the time it will never be given back.
If I am lucky enough to have a trace of the memory
just like the picture
It will put a smile on my face
