My grandfather grows sesame plants in my hometown, and we used to collect the seeds together. Each time I went back to Anyang, he would make sesame desserts that had an incredibly delicious smell that urged me to return home. There have been joys and sorrows that overwhelm me in the journey of life, and I don’t know how far I will be away from home. Then, if I get lost, please take me to the sesame field (home), my very destination.