She could see the name Fukamachi on a shiny name-plate by the door of the house, but it was a name that meant nothing to Kazuko. And at that moment, in her heart, she began to dream of meeting someone. Someone special who would one day walk into her life. Someone she would instantly feel she had known for years. Someone who would feel the same about her.
Dont you think dreams and the Internet are similar? They are both areas where the repressed conscious mind vents.
To be able to see into a friends’ dream is a dream in itself. -Doctor Kōsaku Tokita (Paprika)
Which will you take, the high road or the low road?” “Which one is longer?” “They’re both short.
Time waits for no one.
You see, our hard-earned saving are always going to be taken away from us by someone – whether we have any or not.