[YWW.ME] November 6, 2025: Forest Dream Core

"You can go back to the past anytime, but there's no one there anymore." I can't keep up with the pace of time; I feel weightless in the adult world. "Seventeen or eighteen years old is like an insect pupating, somewhere between a caterpillar and a butterfly. I know I'm about to become a butterfly, but looking at the adults around me, I think butterflies are so ugly. I'd rather suffocate in the pupa."