A day where everyone starts to drift... which is today... suddenly when the lights of the dark streets lighted up... I find myself in the middle of an alley... with no one around me... voices fading further... Where are you when I need you?

A heavy bag... that made you left me for home... leaving the cold breeze, a dimmed street and myself...

This is the point when you wish that you can close your eyes and sleep forever... for only in dreams you'll get fairyland... it takes more then a pair of hand to pull that fairyland out from dream... and at point you'll just hope you'll never wake up... Zero troubles... zero thoughts...

It's time to travel around the world...