I suppose one incident can be connected to my photographs. I can't remember the precise day, but I know it was a Monday. It was a really windy day when I went to school. It turned out to be a storm, a girl at lunch told me. I was very surprised: "What are you saying? It isn’t a storm! It's just a strong wind!" But she was right.

I clearly recall walking after school to the ship. To get to the ship, I had to go across a cramped footbridge. So there I was, stuck in front of this bridge, trying to catch the moment when there was no wind. I was really afraid I was going to get blown out to sea. And I can't swim! And I've got my books and my computer in my backpack. 😂

However, the most bizarre event came after it had already grown dark. I remember I got to the ship, I was lying on my top shelf in the cabin, I'm bluntly tossing back and forth, back and forth. I asked my mum, "Are we sailing?" She replies: "No, it's the wind!" I almost lost my mind at the time, sitting there shaking and turning green. 😵‍

That's why my pictures are all like this.

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