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I once watched a documentary about Boko (pseudonym), a wolf from the Ural Mountains in Russia who left the pack and lived alone. Unable to adapt to the rule of the leader wolf, he escaped with the old wolf and the pack, but the wolf he followed as his master died soon after. He arrived at the coast alone to find food, the dead body of a dolphin that had washed up on the shore, and the desperate actions he took as he fought against the pack that ruled the place. However, the story continued with the visit of Asa (pseudonym), a female wolf who was a member of the coastal wolf pack, and the sight of Boko leading Asa behind and leading her to the dolphin corpse as if it was his own catch and making her eat it made my nose tingle. The documentary, A Flower Blooming Alone, which ended with him creating a new territory in a place that was not part of any pack and giving birth to three cubs, made my heart ache. When I saw a bird flying in, I developed the habit of counting them, and when I saw a bird that had landed somewhere else, my heart ached again. Is there anything more painful than not being able to do something? I still can't answer whether it's right to step back or to stay together and work hard until the end. However, just as the equation 1+1=2 can become 11, I think that if you have the courage to let go of your obsession and impatience, beautiful love is possible. Poet Hwang Jin-i, who said she would warm the bed for you to lie down first, what more is needed than loving with all your heart, as the wind blows and the river flows? Because there are things that cannot be calculated. Because the future is unknowable and moments are not eternal. Because there is no one as good as the person by your side.