Yesterday, I went to see the latest Hayao Miyazaki film "The Wind Rises". Toward the end of the film Jiro Horikoshi's third man factor like figures encouraged him to survive when he was almost loosing sanity. (probably not only from the sadness of loosing his love or being in the midst of devastating air raid, but also from his own guilt of designing Mitsubishi A6M for Imperial Japanese Navy which were used for Kamikaze near the end of the war.)
I feel that "time" will be near by my side to shout where itself is. Time will probably be my third man factor. Time flies, but in certain situations, it also hovers around me.
