After dreaming about my grandmother passed away, I become very confused about everything. I try to recall the sensation of dream and reality, past and present to be healed from the grandmother's absence. An old woman that I encountered, the moving through space between Japan and Korea, day and night in Shinjuku and an old man I newly met. I endeavor after experiencing involuntary memory of Marcel proust from these moments. But after all, it ends with failure.
