Last night I watched “Hachiko Monogatari”, a 1987 Japanese film. It tells the true story about Hachiko, an Akita dog known for his unbelievable loyalty to his owner, professor Ueno. Every evening, it used to go alone to the railway station and wait for its loving master to come back from work. Then they would go home together. After Ueno’s death, Hachiko continued to come to the station. It was waiting for his dead owner every evening until its death almost ten years later.
I guess I am a little bit like Hachiko. I keep sending her messages and waiting for her reply, although I know that she will never talk to me again. Maybe I am not a very smart person, but I know exactly how Hachiko felt: if it had stopped waiting, its life would have had no sense.