Hôm nay cuối cùng cũng viết được lá thư màu tím đó để gửi đi :)
Hôm nay nghe bài Tháng Năm Vội Vã và Thời Không Sai Lệch, chợt nhớ ra âm nhạc đã an ủi bản thân bao lần không đếm xuể.
Hôm nay cuối cùng cũng viết được lá thư màu tím đó để gửi đi :)
Hôm nay nghe bài Tháng Năm Vội Vã và Thời Không Sai Lệch, chợt nhớ ra âm nhạc đã an ủi bản thân bao lần không đếm xuể.
Yesterday I went for a TB test. Along the conversation with the very nice CMA, she told me, "... as long as you want to do it, you will get there."
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Yesterday I had a free trenta pink drink that I havent had for a while. It tasted good. Life felt a bit good for a moment.
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I want to start writing again.
listening to music again
and maybe love myself again
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I have been reading fictions again since... October?
I fell into a black hole that is Mo Dao Zu Shi by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu. I couldn't remember how many times I came across 'The Untamed" on Netflix, stared at the title and poster, and moved on.
On a random day, or should I say a destined day, I skimmed through several minutes of episode 1. Little did I know that I dug myself a deep deep grave. Some days I may be able to say that I re-watch it more than Grey's Anatomy (impossible!)
My cats are snuggling right now. They look so soft and warm, and fat.
A 50 episode drama changed into a 120? chapter novel... there are still donghua, audio, chibi and God knows what else in that cult I haven't gotten my hands on.
Reading has brought much comfort back into my life. Some people are just so gifted with their writing and creativity. I vaguely recalled some childhood memories of me being a bookworm. Sunlight filled afternoons, piles of books scattered on the floor, the summer heat, me laying on the cold tiles with a book in hand and aching pinky finger from spreading the book for too long, the legs of furniture in my visual field.
After MDZS, I stumbled on Faraway Wanderers by Priest. I think I may voluntarily stay in this black hole forever.
I've read 2 more so far, Guardian and Silent Reading/Mo Du. These days I would end my day buried under warm blanket in bed with a pdf file. There is a strange comfort from late night reading.. except Mo Du is mostly about serial killers behavior analysis... I think I love Luo Wen Zhou and Fei Du and Luo Yi Guo a little too much.
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I'm still learning little by little how to reframe my thoughts and put my attention in the right place.
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I found myself relating a little to Xiao Haiyang..
"Walking ahead, looking ahead, even though the road ahead was a blank, even though you could only rely on force of habit to keep walking ahead-
One day, you would find direction in your own endless steps.
It just took a little patience."
- Priest