I have always loved stormy weather. I don't know why, but it always gives me a sense of calmness. It's like a quiet conversation amidst the hustle and bustle of others and I enjoy this kind of peace.

I'm really proud of myself for not being scared of expressing my feelings.

My bittersweet day.

Some people are like home, and I've lost mine.

"You are the home, darling."

I think that in my previous life, I died or even was killed in this house. And now, I'm a ghost who's hunting this place.