The world is put on a repeated cycle. The story happens, and then it reverses and happens again. There is always one person at the center of it all. A singular individual that sees every replay, every time the world repeats itself. One day, they decide to change things. Their attempts all fail until they meet the person that's behind it all. A scared little girl who lost her parents and wanted to relive the time she had with them forever.

Lockdown vibes just keep repeating themselves.

Stretched and ended up pulling on the stitches I have in my leg from the drs yesterday 🤦🏼‍♀️👍

一緒に口ずさみたいのはやまやまですが、静かな曲やソロ演奏は静かに聴きたいという観客が日本では多数派なようです。 

ロスやロッキーは大声で合唱されたからって決して機嫌を損ねたりはしませんが、隣の人は迷惑かもしれません。 

でも何かコールが必要な時のために（例："Dancin' out my pants!"）喉のアイドリングはしておきたい…悩みますね。 #ああるふぁいぶ練習ノート