Often, memories are like a maze in the void, surfacing from time to time in our minds.
We wander through the maze, lost and unsure how to face our past selves.
We feel estranged, regretful, and sometimes even in pain.
But, but, fortunately, we have sound—and layers of sound across different times and spaces.
These layers can go further, allowing every person—every person—in a maze amid a different life
to know
Nothing is more precious than the present.
Here is “Childhood” , for you.
Thanks __.