An English literature professor told me. 'Literature may be a map of your life.' Landscape of this society overlapped with the sentences of literature I've studied. However, I felt somewhat lost so often - so I started to write letters to the professor feeling desperate.

One day, I unfolded a newspaper. '20's bipolar disorder rapidly increases,' 'dead from heavy drink at welcoming ceremony in university,' 'lonely death of a civil servant examinee'. One day, I got on the subway. I saw an old woman selling vegetables on the subway passage floor was expelled by a public service worker and a missonary lady holding bible(The Revelation to John) on her hand just staring at it. One day, I dreamed a dream - standing precariously at some very high place. Some sentences constantly circled round in my head - "Life is a tale told by an idiot”, " You are all a lost generation”, “It was nada y pues nada y pues nada” - The sentences I learned in my English literature classes in university.
I wanted to connect the things I see and feel currently to the things I read in the past. Doing so, I wanted to find a path.

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