WindyTime sometimes passed quickly, and other times it felt unbearably slow. When things were enjoyable, time seemed to fly by, but when something unpleasant happened, every second felt like it dragged on forever, almost like a curse.Two weeks ago, my mom started her journey around the world. She considered it a spiritual journey, or perhaps it was simply her way of having fun.Ah, of course, I understood that gratitude could truly be experienced through a journey like that.After that, she sent me countless photos. Every chance she got, she would send me another picture. Don't misunderstand—I wasn't bothered by it at all.I was just a little worried that what she was doing might actually become a burden for her. Maybe she thought she had to send me photos every time she did something so that I wouldn't worry about her.After we talked about it, she reduced how often she sent them. Now, she only sent a few photos a day.And right now, I was sitting with Kael, having dinner with him.
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