Actor, Search for Hope

Time.

Chosun used to be chased at all times before.

If you look around, you'll often hear something.

I'm always running out of time.

I want 48 hours a day.

If you think about it, someday, somewhere, I've heard it from someone.

And something I've been thinking about for a while.

It is a grudge because it is impossible.

Unlike money, there's no way to increase, decrease or equal time to everyone now with technology.

Of course, given the astonishing rate of development of science, time may also fall into the hands of man at some point. Did you know that if Einstein is reborn in half a century, he can control time as well.

But it's still impossible.

Absolute time is equal not only to man, but also to all living creatures. It makes no sense to complain about time to delay such objective data.

But we're always grumbling.

We don't have time.

because our society is in poverty.

Time poverty is defined as 168 hours per week of personal care, household care, and eating, including childcare, minus the time required for household production to survive, such as sleeping, less than the working hours per week.

It usually takes about 90 hours to survive.

If we postpone the remaining 78 hours, we are the second OECD country to do a lot of work, and commuting and commuting are the first.

Reduce essential time if time is short.

Time for breakfast.

Time to sleep.

If we postpone that 95% of those suffering from time poverty were working in the workplace for more than 35 hours, this is not an option, but rather forced by society. We are so busy that we have to cut down on our time to survive.

Before the Sun came back from the dead. I told you I had this experience once. Even the sparrow that was flying in the sky will cry in winter. After studying and working while taking a breath of cold air, I suddenly noticed that the day was too warm.

I don't think it would be strange to hear the sound of a cicada crying.

I woke up with my eyes wide open, and there was a mountain breeze overnight.

“Oh, it was tomorrow. ”

Another experience like that.

Cold seasons pass the time.

“Yes, I just wanted to let you know. ”

I finally accepted the selection of the music video that officially came to LU through NE.

Instead several conditions were applied.

One is that when it comes to pianos, you play them yourself.

The other is that the lyrics must be done entirely by Noah.

And finally, you have to donate all the revenue that comes from this song.

The first request was not a problem, but there was a slight friction due to the second and third conditions.

Is that really necessary?

“Still a little short? ”

There are so many experts.

Lots of talented people.

“No, that's not it. Then I'll ask you in the morning. ”

How about a writer like this? But I refused, and I said I wouldn't stop him if I did, but I wouldn't appear in a music video.

“Yes, I understand. See you tomorrow then. ”

And so was the donation problem.

After all, they're after money.

However, Sunwoo was eventually accepted to appear as a music video.

The donation had an invisible advantage, and it was better for Sunwoo to appear than not in the music video. Even if the song fails, it becomes an issue. The sunflower was just in time before returning. NE accepted Zhou's stubbornness because of such calculations.

“Yes, thank you. ”

Talent.

I heard that Noah's skill with musical instruments is quite recognizable.

And a song.

And dancing.

But not the lyrics.

He's not as talented as Sunwoo.

“Talent.”

That's why I've been hanging around the piano lately.

I have to record it myself. as high quality as possible.

The effort to try it in a really short time was quite fun.

This is because, unlike the memory of my past study, I am getting results compared to the time I worked so hard. I still don't know whether it was originally a talent of Sun Wu himself or an influence from Kim Soo-il's convenience.

What matters is your own efforts.

And a fitting reward.

“Let's write another song. ”

It is clear that Kim Soo Il's effect is to express his thoughts out of his mouth.

It is a shame to unconsciously talk in a space where no one is present. So I used to pay attention in places where someone was around or crowded, but I often opened my mouth in places like this where I was alone. When you touch a piano, or when you feel something bad, grab a pen and jerk off.

“Ah.”

After a long exhale, Seongwoo put a happy smile on his mouth and began flicking his fingers. It's not as crazy as it used to be, but it's invisible. It's not a past where I remembered death from the sun because I hated myself and felt terrible about wandering through an endless maze.

Now, even when I try, I don't get misery, but joy flows in.

When summer is stubborn, it's different from the past I used to wish for winter when I was annoyed.

I can laugh at it now, even if I could.

The word talent is the same. I still don't like anything, but I don't feel that I resent it so much right now. Before, he would have looked at the blue sky and said to the unbelieving God,

“Why.”

Why do people have so many different talents?

The cubs don't fly well yet, but they're used to flapping their wings over time. I wish people were made that way. A day I never thought anyone else would feel the same pain I felt.

When someone's sick, scared, and they're shaking.

The clouds on the tail of the missing airplane are thick with asphalt.

A life born with expectations of adults, a world where what they wish to be solved is rather rare. Life anticipated. I listened to the talents endlessly, just because I didn't have the talent I didn't want. And the door of the heart was firmly locked, and before it was cast a dark shadow.

But I'm glad I was born in this world.

It's good to be back.

I'm glad you could say that.

I've been thinking about this a lot lately.

I'm still trying to find what I lost.

And then I lost something.

Have you lost your happiness?

Or did they not have it?

I lost it.

I don't know what I lost.

His hands were stuffing his pockets.

It goes on for a long time.

The stones, the stones and the stones are endless.

The road runs on a stone wall.

Seal the gates tight.

Cast a long shadow on the road.

The road runs from morning to evening

Evening to morning.

Sob the Stone Wall and weep

When you look at it, the sky is blue with shame.

Walking this path without giving up grass

That's why I'm over there.

My life, it's just...

It's because I'm looking for what I've lost.

Excerpt from the bridegroom sky and wind and stars and poetry of Yundongju

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I was lucky to sleep well last night.

Irregular sleep time. Luckily, lost time, probably from depression, has returned. Maybe it's because he's relaxed. I had a little fun every day. Even though I was lonely and lonely in the leaves falling in the wind, I am now just a little tired.

“Hello? Oh, yes. I'll be right out.”

Get a good night's sleep. I listen to my cell phone ringing in the morning and wake up for breakfast. Recently, after neglecting to exercise while hanging on to the piano, I was frustrated and wanted to move my body a little, but I didn't have time to do that.

“Hello, Sunwoo. ”

“Yes, good morning. ”

On my way to LU's headquarters with my body in the van.

I haven't looked outside in days, but that was a little longer than I thought. It feels awkward in a car that only feels familiar for a while. It feels like a scene of everyday life is distant. I can see the flying bird leaning on the branches to see if it's tired.

The wind blows, and the sunlight is ashamed to hide its face behind the clouds. So, while the road was still dim, I could see the light of the moon in the cold morning sky.

It is daylight free.

The moonlight is easy for those who often look up at the sky because there is no light in the sun. I think the crescent, which is as thin as eyebrows, greets you in the morning.

There's still a lot of road to go.

I'm not nervous about my fingers and my heart.

Today is the day to record music to be inserted into a music video.

I still feel like I need to practice a little more.

Like a long way from home.

It's not the way it used to be.

Far too far away was a blur, but just like then, it was full of clouds.

It's not the way I've been brushing and brushing like before.

“Mr. Sunwoo? Have you arrived?”

“Oh, let's go in. ”

If I was just recording, I could have gone straight to the studio, but I was filming. You have to take a stillcut for the scene and promotion that will be inserted into the music video. I needed Cody and makeup for that.

“Is something wrong? ”

The atmosphere Sunwoo felt from the entrance of the company was not just a mistake. Overall, the atmosphere settles. It seemed like the cloudy shadow that could not be seen in the weather had not ceased to be cast upon everyone.

“Oh, I see. Today at work……. ”

Elevator.

Hallway.

And in front of the door.

I don't feel familiar with the road. Then I opened the door and went into Sunwoo's office and saw Kim Yu-ri's face was dark. Her lips, which would normally answer with a bright, clear voice, looked depressing.

“That's the thing. Hmm."

The voice was the same when I sat down.

“Team Leader Kim Jin Soo said his wife died. ”

It was the first time I had heard it, but the wife of Team Leader Kim Jinsoo was quite famous in the company. I don't know why he married someone like me.

The celebrity cheeks are about seven, but it's worth looking back at when you run into them on the road. I graduated from S University medicine and passed administrative notice at a relatively early age, and was also kind. He said he married Kim Jin-soo after a long time of romance. She gave birth to twins a few years ago.

“I've heard of your health, but was there an accident? ”

“Guarosa.... ”

He was quite motivated after taking parenting leave and returning to work. It was relatively avoidable because of the difficulty of the work, but he was very excited because he could save his aptitude or his specialty. And I worked as hard as I expected.

“I heard you applied for an autopsy because I couldn't believe it was Guarosa. I heard the funeral was in a few days, but I thought it might be a good idea to shine a little. ”

Early to work all week.

Late night.

Business trip.

Weekend work.

It was 9 o'clock when I could go home and see the kids. Mother-in-law helped to take care of the children, but the head of Kim Jin-soo's housework helped a lot. The children are too young to announce their mother's death.

“People died because of work, because it doesn't look like anyone else. I was really busy before Sunwoo got involved. I can't believe I'm going to die like this. It's not the news, it's the fact that a person with a face actually died of overwork. ”

A country where overtime and weekends are virtuous.

If we don't try hard enough to die, we will not be able to live as normal.

The time that has already passed for Sunwoo seems far away. To put it calmly, it was just another man's story for Sunwoo. It's usually better not to take it seriously. A brief intersection in life. It's just that kind of relationship. How much less the parties. It's pretentious to say that you are truly sad. It was just influenced by the grief of those with close friends.

However,

Even so.

Why does it bother me so much?

It reminds me of Maltese's first head, which I read humming for Men B's filming.

The first and last novel of Rilke. The first head of the book I received with the prayer house is still vivid.

It seems that people are coming to this city to try to live. But I think I'm going to die here.

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