Around this time, I learned that his house had been preserved and opened to the public as a memorial.
Since then, I have visited his house many times.
I am a person who never regrets my life or envies others.
My genius reacted intensely to his house, dwelling, and everyday life.
He made me keenly aware that I should have lived this way, too.
I didn't want anything else; I just wanted his house and everyday life.
That's how my soul cried out.
For the first time, I felt regret for not being able to live a smooth sailing-life as a genius.
I thanked myself when I looked at this photo collection again after such a long time.
Thank you for taking these photos.
I'm also deeply grateful to my friend who saved these memories in high definition.
Thank you for preserving these precious moments.
His way of life was a revelation, a path I should have followed. His house, his daily routine, they all spoke to me, urging me to live as he did.
For the first time, I felt a pang of regret. I wished I could have lived a life as smooth and effortless as his, a life befitting a genius.
I'm also deeply grateful to my friend who saved these memories in high definition.
Thank you for preserving these moments.
