Trauma can only be cured with new trauma. As I slowly sip a black coffee in a new cafe, I look at the intersection near Gaienmae station and think about the future. Just last week, I moved to Jingumae. The apartment looks like a ruin, but it is a temporary residence anyway, so I am not complaining. I have a little time to calm down and think about it. I\'m planning to become a nomad worker to stay loosely connected to Tokyo, but I\'m not sure if it will really work out. I look around and don\'t hear much about people doing well, so there may be some troublesome issues that I can\'t discuss with anyone else. I will never know until I try. In the past few days, for some reason, I bumped into someone in Harajuku whom I had not seen for several years. These were not just two people, but people I met at turning points in their lives. When I opened my PC, I found that I had been contacted by some unusual people. One was from a former boss who had taken care of me in the past. I wondered if this was the same person who had contacted me persistently from a mysterious number last night. I didn\'t have the courage to call back. Who would want to go back to that place? I guessed that he had no choice but to call me because he had lost a number of people who were willing to work there. The problem was the other contact. This one surprised me more than the other. Why do so many important people appear at the same time of turning points? I look back on the time I spent with this person with a tingling feeling. It has become an event that has flown far beyond my memory. Will it come back to me now? I have been trying not to think about that person (as I will call him from now on) at all.\" Hajime\" was one of the buildings in a large shopping district in the triangle between Meiji-dori and the railroad tracks, crowded with many different kinds of multi-tenant buildings. The scene of the floor with the angry shouts echoing in the air had quite an impact on me. I met someone I will never forget. The frenzy of a booming economy will one day be erased by the sound of the wind. It was a special time and young me was full of energy. I was in the midst of a huge mechanism and a huge city in the background. I saw many things.