On a Rainy morning, an Irish man sat in front of his piano, and was consumed by memories of Japan in the 90\'s where we had lived and worked years ago.
And he saw again his love and all the regrets that life gave and took away forever..
He remembered exquisite details of a beautiful land, a nostalgic time, and every scene scrolled by like clips in an old movie.
On a Rainy morning, an Irish man sat in front of his piano, and was consumed by memories of Japan in the 90\'s where we had lived and worked years ago