(0:00) An old man is sitting at a table in a cafe during the wintertime, sipping his tea and watching benignly at the street full of people going about their daily lives. The cafe is warm & cozy, and the old man starts daydreaming about his younger years.
(0:21) The old man remembers, with a wave of delight, back to when he got his first bike. He remembered how ecstatic he was. He would ride it along the street every day, enjoying the wind whipping past his face and the houses and fences going by in a blur as he sped down the sidewalk.
(0:44) Not long after he got his bike, the old man found his best friend, although he did not know it then. He was resting on top of a hill when a boy, about a year older than he was, called him down and struck up a conversation. Since then, those two became the best of friends.
(1:17) The old man reminisces back when he had met his lover for the first time. It was the first time he felt true love in his heart, something he had not known when he was younger.
(1:34) Fast forward a couple of years and the old man is now grown up and at his wedding day with his lover.
(1:40) We are back at the cafe, the old man having enjoyed this period of reminiscence, looking back at the young men & women walking past. He wondered how unique we all are, our own lives, our own memories, and our personalities.