Image via WikipediaThere you go. When you see the dots but can't see the line that connects them. When with every breath you think have reached the line but not yet. Like a Totoro up in the tree, you watch the world from above, are you part of it, are you just a character in the wind or a spectator in the back seat? When you would want to have a speech, but you hold to the essence and can't find the words, can't design the shape. Then you meet a warm smile in its definition of long haired frame and shiny sword eyes. 
