In the cold days at moscow, suddenly found all things went out of control. Being missed at my own thoughts, I just cannot figure out what is lying ahead, and which way to choose.
Just as i wrote in diary, those imaginations I do will keep in my mind. But will they help? I’m quite sure that they won’t, at least won’t do in the real life. Then why will I keep them? Perharps I’m keeping them only because they accompanied me in my way of life.
Still confused of the meaning of my being here. Maybe just a time for break, a time for thinking. But it seems that I failed to figure out my own thoughts. All things in the past seemed too smoothly to me, that I already forgot I should one day depend on my own. I can’t help thinking that my life is already defined, then there shall be a way out, out of this confusion. But maybe that is only another imagination.
There is still so many questions lying ahead, and thoes questions seems unresolvble to me. What shall I do? I asked, and no reply accerred to me.
Everything just went wrong, suddenlly, and nodoultly. I’m not ready for all these things.
Please! Find me a way out…
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