(my blueberry nights)

- you still have the keys?
- i always remember what you said about never throwing them away, about never closing those doors forever. i remember.
- sometimes, even if you have the keys those doors still can't be opened. can they?
- even if the door is open, the person you're looking for may not be there.



(a few years ago, i had a dream. it began in the summer and was over by the following spring. in between, there were as many unhappy nights as there were happy days. most of them took place in this café. and then one night, a door slammed and the dream was over.)