How can we live after we lose the fear of death?
Behind the Story — Sketches of Idea
Every time I see lots of snow in Quebec, Canada, I think where it came from and where it is going to. And then, the questions reflect us; Where did we come from? And, where are we going to?
I have clung to the fear of death since I was little. Sooner or later, when death becomes a choice instead of fear, how will we change, our ideas, our philosophy, our love and our lives?
I am not going to share the whole story this time on Medium because it is too rough as a draft of a story. If you are interested in, please visit my main blog below:
