when did the days I would stay up late at night to write stories disappear

was it when I made my writing hobby into my major and it became a chore instead of of a joy ?

(this is a note to say that i originally wrote this in my travel journal as i did not believe i had enough content for a fully thought out entry for livejournal, i have since wanted to respond to this entry and i make reference to it. this is the reason i have copied it over here.)

( some thoughts about my flipflop mood )

people are always asking me, why do you make yourself miserable ( Read more... )

( the past, living in it, and disillusions )

沒有人知道他們跟父母在一起有多久.

不懂事調皮搗蛋像小孩子的我已經長大也懂事了...
父母年紀越來越大了... 轉眼就50多歲.
現在每天去辦公室上班的時間都花在醫院看醫生.

辛苦這麼久的父母你們好好休息休息好好照顧自己!

I always tell myself I will work harder but when it comes down to it I just want to watch dramas and be happier without the work ( Read more... )