A bathroom scene. At this moment, he wished the tiles were tatami. There was no record of the past in this white tiny room, he thinks. As if it has taken the guise of a lonely planet floating in space spun out of orbit, without origin or history, with no known destination or trajectory. Just the push and pull of magnetic fields of two heavenly bodies and the suspension of disbelief. Today, there is no difference between seclusion and solitude. The four walls create a space pod for a single as...

A bathroom scene. At this moment, he wished the tiles were tatami. There was no record of the past in this white tiny room, he thinks. As if it has taken the guise of a lonely planet floating in space spun out of orbit, without origin or history, with no known destination or trajectory. Just the push and pull of magnetic fields of two heavenly bodies and the suspension of disbelief. Today, there is no difference between seclusion and solitude. The four walls create a space pod for a single as...