Note from Mr. Ichiro's diary II

"May it be too late? Is there a way back? I just cant seem to figure it out.

Sitting in the middle of somewhere, in the middle of nowhere, I watch my soul as it flies away. As the birds when they start to fly, my life begins to fade away.

Just cant see any hope."


... and the boy stood up and walked. He couldnt manage to see things in any other different way. He only saw them in the way they were, as they always were.

He was just too young and too tired...