“Yesterday, I had a dream…A dream I have had since long ago. In that dream, we had yet to turn 13. We were in a vast countryside, completely covered with snow. The lights of the houses extended far into the distance, a dazzling sight. We walked on the thick carpet of fresh snow, but did not leave any footprints. And like that...‘Someday we will be able to watch the cherry blossoms together again’. Both of us, without any doubt… That’s what we thought.”
“I’m just trying to live my life, but it seems as if sadness always piles itself up around me. It’s in my bed, the toothbrush in my bathroom, and the memory of my cellphone. Over the past few years, I have wanted to move on, I have wanted to take hold of something I could not reach. What that is, I have no idea. Not knowing where such obsessive thoughts were coming from, I simply drowned myself in my work. Then one day I realized that my heart was withering, and in it there was nothing but pain. And one morning, I realized that my beliefs, that I once held so passionately, had completely disappeared. That was it, I could not take it anymore, so I quit my job.”
Yesterday, I dreamt a dream. A dream from long ago. Within the dream, the two of us were still thirteen, standing upon the vast prairie blanketed in snow as far as the eye could see. In the distance, the lights shimmering in houses were set sparsely, far and wide. All that was left upon the newly fallen snow were our footprints. Just like that, we wished, without hesitation, that one day the two of us would be able to see the cherry blossoms together again.
Toono Takaki and Shinohara Akari, 5 Centimeters per Second