Some workers are literally working as it was told, for a daily basis.

Simply earning the salary as it seems to be.

Who are you working for, really?

Ignorance, the difference in perception would create misunderstanding among the web of human relationships.

A check. Clockwise.

A sea horse, knowing its coming, a while ago story of having a painted deer on the back of a door in my room.

Is there anything that I need to integrate the current myself with the old me around that era? What triggers me to wander into it?

`Clean sleeves` - 15th September 2019

Mayuko Ogawa

Kaleidoscope Diary