Life is an adventure. Time has receded the immaturity and naiveness of my 20s, and I've arrived at a new stage in my life. Upon looking back, I realized that music had accompanied me for nearly 26 years of my life, and it turns out that it has already fulfilled my dream without me even realizing it. It's helped to stabilize my mental state, and age didn't seem to matter in the face of art. I've been planning for nearly two years for this album. This album documents those haunted pasts, new inspirations, emotional states, and, most importantly, my understanding of music. The subtle emotional states I perceive are affected by the things around me, the occasions, and the seemingly simple things that break my daily routine and make me anxious. The external opinions and society's benchmarks for women appear to make us lose the right to define ourselves. but me, So what were her thirties like?