"It's already in November. I wonder how many years have been since I stopped remembering. My mind is a blank slate. I have no idea what kinds of a day I had, but I've decided to stop brooding. Even if I don't know the past, I've decided to look for the future. If by chance I've already sent you this letter, please excuse me. I don't see a copy so I write to you in the belief that I've not yet written. In any case. I've decided that there's anything from before that I'm not sure about, I'll just do it over again. Otherwise, I'm left with the self that is simply nothing."
有细微偏差没听出来
