於時光的長河裡你沒有等我

一直有點害怕看時間題材的東西，為自己的一些虛度。記得初中電腦課打開一個生命倒計時之類的網站，輸入姓名血型，出來一排不斷減小的數字，說是生命餘下的秒數。
擦，當時還真信了，縮在老桌上型電腦前偷偷哭了一會兒。

這部片子有昏黃的濾鏡， 和流斛一樣的琴聲。隨著時針的倒走，那些哀傷和情意，緩緩地、一點一滴滲入，最後積聚起來，讓人愣在劇終，心裡一片悶卻不明來路。

For what it's worth, it's never too late, or in my case, too early, to be whoever you want to be.
There's no time limit, stop whenever you want.
You can change or stay the same.
There's no rules to this thing.
We can make the best or the worst of it.
I hope you make the best of it.
I hope you see things that startle you.
I hope you feel things you never felt before.
I hope you meet people with a different point of view.
I hope you live a life you're proud of.
If you find that you are not,
I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

他寫給女兒的明信片，和最後彈奏的片段在我腦中迴旋了一晚。寥寥幾音，很美，它真真切切像在惋惜指尖的時光，掬起來一捧，轉眼就失散了。



附菲茨傑拉德的原著：http://www.readbookonline.net/read/690/10628/