One of the most beautiful manga ive had the pleasure of reading The time they spent together was brief, yet the impact it had on both of their lives was insurmountable. I grew very attached to both the old man and the girl in the 13 chapters we had both. Especially the old man, who through the girl, lived vicariously through his old memories and formed new ones with the girl. I love the artstyle, something about it just screams 'home' to me, it's not particularly complex or detailed but i find myself attached to it in a way not a lot of styles can makeme feel.

And I further loved the use of crayons and more child-like drawings, when the old man is ruminating over his old memories.

and perhaps it was indicative of simpler times, when life was more vibrant and the old man had people he

But it could also imply how the details themselves are fading, and the complexity behind the memories and all that is left is the emotions, and how they made the old man feel. how it felt to the old man vs how it actually happened

The old man was an artist, and through his art he could capture a moment, and trap it in eternity forever. and yet, his memories, the ones he looked back on were drawn with crayon, fuzzy, child-like maybe because they were fundamentally uncapturable, it wasn't the paintings or what the eyes could see that mattered those times, but what they made him feel.

He spent his life trying to perfect representation, freezing moments beautifully.

But as the old man reflects on his life, his memories existed as shifting, simplified expressions.

And similarly, the girl becomes a photographer, capturing moments in time for all eternity just like the old man.

But, even as memories fade and lose their clarity, their significance does not disappear. As the girl says in the final chapter, her memories with the old man begun to grew hazy but the effect it had on her, the meaning it held to her was undeniable and something that will be part of her forever.

To live is to change, not only in our present but our past, how memories we hold dear are reshaped, and softened, carried forward as feeling rather than fact.

I'll keep my voice since it is uniquely me, flaws and all. But I want to work this in somewhere

The obsession with capturing everything, not wanting things to change is something that personally resonated with me. And maybe it's why at the end of the manga I found myself tearing up and why even throughout writing this I find myself tearing up.

I don't want things to change, and I don't want to forget. All these connections I've made over my life, I want to remember them forever. And when people leave my life, I want to remember all aspects of them.

The old man's loneliness is also something I related to, how greatly I fear the word goodbye, how I fear that it will be the last time I see someone, or that the next time I see them they will be someone that is not them.

Drifting apart from people, I want to desperately hold onto what binds us but unlike the old man I can't even let go.

I've always struggled verbalising how I'm feeling and I don't think this tweet did how I'm feeling justice either, but I want you all to know, at least, how beautiful this manga was.