I don't know why, it seems like I am looking at myself.
Everyone is struggling, at least the mother still has hope.
Wan is optimistic all the time, he smiles at the camera, he is excited to get his first working Id, he is crying like a baby.
It is strange that I don't think I am living a better life when the disabled mother is getting money from an old woman In a shabby house
I am not feeling a way out either, I feel heartless to say so, but it is true.
Everyone else is struggling in their own destiny, we need to live with the miseries, that is life.