If you were to isolate a single moment in life, you would notice that it is never fixed or set in stone. Each moment holds the potential for countless possibilities—it is fluid, not predetermined. It’s true that once a moment has passed, it becomes defined by what occurred. Yet before it unfolds, anything can happen.

As I start to question my obsession with chasing episodes, it reveals to me that the storylines mirror an inner yearning, a sense of lack within myself. The movies become more than entertainment; they are a means of indirectly experiencing what I feel I have missed in my own life. They fill a gap, a longing for the idealized love I felt I did not encounter. Watching these illusions feels like reliving my life, as though I could rewrite my personal story through the lens of these fabricated narratives.