This piece initiated with reflecting on the reclusive side of myself. In this space where I am alone and disconnected from outside, I daydream and exist in the fragments of memories and ideals that can’t come true. The train that connects to the outside is running hard, but the name of the station in front of my own fortress is “Nowhere”. Gravity exists here, but the reason why each direction is different and unrealistic is that it might be a shield to protect myself unconsciously from the outside. Each person, building, place, or object in the fortress represents the imagined essentials that I need or want, and yet, they are colorless and fragmented.