One day, a friend of mine, met after years, recalled to me that I wrote to her a love letter which she rejected. I was both embarrassed and puzzled for I had no recollection of this love letter. I just knew that this friend had been "very important" to me.
As I was making a sort of video diary, this revelation was shot live. From this scene, I begun to lean on my past and love memories, asking myself how is it possible to wipe out such an important moment from my memory.