One night, she told me, she had dreamt of the terrace of his Seoul apartment---its door shut and distant from where she was standing. Last night she had dreamt of a symbolical infant, a black-skinned child nobody wanted because of its unconventional appearance. She knew this infant could never be hers. Prior to her parting from the dark child, she recalled naming her "Remembrance". Then she awoke panicking at the prospect of a lonely moment. With that, albeit depressed, she welcomed reality.


*It's all odd, I know. But isn't it wonderful the fact she dreams in color?

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