As time rewinds and the seasons begin anew, we begin to ponder on what becomes of our former selves in the distant future. Could it happen to be the distinct shell of a man who asked for this occurance to never be? Or could it be something else, something hidden within the deep valve of our inner soul resides a single spark of hope for all humanity? Never did we ask ourselves, how could this happen, for the cherry blossoms bloom so vibrantly in sync with the musical note that is, life itself.