In the morning, I ride my bike through the city to the nearest station in order to go to my work. As the weather forecast stated that today would be a windy day, I am pedaling against a strong wind with my all might. When I stop at the red light, i try to think about my future, but I can not come up with any idea at all, about what I want to do or about what kind of future I want to have.

It’s not that I am dissatisfied with my current job, but it is not like I am already satisfied with it either. It is quite boring to aimlessly pass the days rather than following the path I chose.

However, most of the people are living that way, right? I am just one of those people, that’s all. But to be honest, I once had a dream about my future as well.

At the time when I was at the elementary school, I seriously wanted to become a baseball player. When I was at the sixth grade, I was the ace of the team with the number 4 jersey, and we had even advanced to prefecture tournament after winning easily in the city tournament. However, we suffered a called-defeat in the first round, it was a called game at the seventh inning. We lost 17 points, while our best inning was only at two strikeouts and a ground ball to the pitcher. It was a crushing defeat.