My father's name, my name, and the year of the Dragon. I've latched onto the image of a dragon, and that image has become my intention, shaping my thoughts, consciousness, and actions. If I think it's meaningless, it becomes meaningless. I ponder the dragon within my name, its meaning, and the blood that connects us. Essentially, my father is suffering from a serious illness. As I live my daily life, my thoughts deepen, and I try to broaden my perspective as much as possible. I'm trying to motivate myself. These thoughts flow like a current. And that current wanders and drifts. Through the past, present, and future.