Take it easy, sit back and relax
Still haven't found the way forward.
A few days ago, I dug out this notebook and found this unfinished piece of writing. I originally read a stream-of-consciousness essay by Tang Jun, and I also wanted to write a piece. I ended up writing something incomprehensible and didn't finish it, so today, with some free time, I completed the rest.
Life is like a guitar string; when it breaks, life becomes meaningless. Actually, it was okay before, at least I still had breath to hang on. But since being diagnosed with depression, even that breath has been swallowed. Currently, I can only say that my life is hanging by a thread.
Suddenly realized that I don't really like information technology that much—maybe origami is my true love?
It's raining again. The rain is heavy, and outside is a white blur.
It's more suitable for sleeping, but I can't sleep. It doesn't matter anyway; I am destined for eternal sleep someday.
This morning, I scheduled a psychological consultation. I wanted to book one for this afternoon, but it was already full. Honestly, it doesn't matter when I go; I don't know if I am missing out on a few days.
Tomorrow, I have to meet a new person, quite busy.
I want to go to Xiaojian to see the stars.
Why is it raining again? My shoes are wet again.
Why do you keep chasing me to fight... I might as well finish all the characters myself. Let everything be handled by me alone. Am I Superman...
This afternoon, I attended the media recruitment. I don't know if the teacher will let people go. It feels like they won't recruit many with technical skills.
Alright, people are okay, but what’s with taking the interview forms?
So cold... I don't want to move.
Why do we only finish evening self-study and then leave school tomorrow? Brother Ji, haven't you lost your parents?
Congratulations to Brother Ji for regaining his parents. We finished four classes this afternoon, and then we were dismissed.
The weather is really nice today, perfect for sleeping.
This afternoon, I have a psychological consultation. I don't know if Sister Rain will let people go. If she doesn't, I will just leave.
The dent on Sister Feng's head was from falling when she was a child. No wonder. Actually, it's okay to keep acting crazy like this; living carefree without worries is also fine.