I was about 5 years old when me and my mom was on our way to job and kindergarden, as usual. “And the Glass Handed Kites” had just been released, and my mom bought the cd the day before. We usually plays her music in the car, and that day was no excuse. In the beginning I couldn’t see the wonderful world of Mew (as you can expect from a 5 year old). I remember the chills I got when the choir of “The Zookeepers Boy” sang. But as the time passed, and I got used to it, my love grew bigger.

When my parents got divorced in 2010, I walked in to a tough time. I got very introverted and lived in my own little world. That was when I returned to the universe of Mew. While spending hour after hour listening to their music, my creativety grew bigger, and I got a special love for music, painting, writting, reading and japanese stuff. They saved me every day and lightened all weathers, and still do. I can’t descripe how thankful I am to know the secret universe the’d created. It feels like they’d made it just for me and no others.