The silhouettes of the two globes are like Erilas and Uras. No world is perfect, even if you didn't get drunk at the age of seventeen, get into a car accident, and kill three people because of the crash. After four years of shift, I didn't become a cleaner, I didn't fall in love with a car accident victim; even if you were admitted to MIT as a minor, you were well-dressed, positive and confident, and became an ideal member to visit another world.
But none of this changes the fact that there was never a Garden of Eden in the world, there was no place for everything to go well, and no matter how we searched for it, there was always an empty little area of our psyche to the chagrin of imperfection.
I never thought another Rhoda was in the car accident, but I also never thought there were no excuses worth fleeing at MIT. We pray for a different life, but even if we succeed in finding our ideal life, there will still be regrets in our lives.
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