A person's existence is like bearing a heavy burden while moving forward on a long road." A long time ago... a guy called Tokugawada Nobuhide said those words. When I fist heard it, I thought "What's with all the crotchety stuff"? Why is it that old folks can't really say anything stupid?
It wasn't a burden, rather, everybody carried something important with both hands. But when the time came to carry it, I didn't realize it. I only realized the weight of it once everything slipped from the palms of my hands. I don't know how many times I thought "I can't carry this anymore." Since when did it start to weigh me down again? Just abandoning them would be so easy. But no matter what I do, I can't feel that way. If they weren't around, just walking around or whatever would become rather boring.
Sakata Gintoki (Gintama)
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