Wish to days

A good family is not there as given. It is there as devoted.
So is a good team.

We fight in battles to save our comrads, who have my back.

I remember my first day coming into the meeting room, to see the excited eyes with curiosity on me, welcoming a new person to explore together in our tough journey. Losing a precious and sane colleague is always heartbreaking, that it makes me realize another failure of mine to save our ship on expedition. The trail will be harsher to overcome whenever we face the winter blizzard on our way toward the hazy direction. Hope our orientations sometime meet at corners time to time and let us share fika peace.

Godspeed.