*Always a step too late... March 12th, A.D 2008,

Don't you realise how time files? It flies so fast that things which come your way will suddenly move away the moment they appear? And when you feel that you want to come back to take back those things which you have missed... they are no longer there any more? It hurts. Especially when you see those things which you want to get back has fallen into somebody's hands? As you keep those scenes in your heart, the appearance of those objects constantly reminds you of the things you had to come to reclaim a step too late?

Why are we always a step too late? Why do we always realise that these things are only important at the very last moments? And once we missed them, they never ever come our way again? Why are we not able to make the right choice when the right things come our way? Why does the decision making process always seem so slow and heavy? In the end, we'll always be a step too late...

I. Kyosuke

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