竟然在科大海边找回了家的感觉……最近不断的会游离到10年前的查尔斯顿...突然发现原来...that's where i belong...

for once, i feel like writing a real diary entry today. tmr i'll be goin home, into the peace and quiet of family life. too much excitement, too much fun...and all the pressure sufforcating me...too much wasted time. so i've been doin the wrong actions and saying the wrong things...i wish that i can take everything back......yet i have neither the sense nor sensibility to say sorry...

so i'm going home...to find myself...deep into the drawers...somewhere...

and you suddenly realize...that you've been stuck in the same place for over a month. you want to go out...and...breathe...to be in the bustling crowds and feel truly alone...

i can feel the frustration exploding in my head...screams...sirens...

 

and now...i simply just don't care...

me and myself...

confined,

isolated,

into my world of nothingness...

 

it's amazing what state of mind

these winds bring to me...

reaching out to me

through cracks of the windowpane...

panting...begging...

...urging

 

just me and myself...

a cup of jasmine,

a novel,

and some debussy...

to keep me from the temptation...

to run away with the wind,

and disappear in a flurry.

i feel like strings tuned to 440 for baroque...

...out of tune...

all i need is to loosen the peg...

but how?