Looking at the grey sky above. I sometimes can not tell the difference between the morning and afternoon, nor the feeling of missing Anthony and disliking the feeling of being alone.
It seems I am sort of getting lost ever since I got back to Taipei and counting the days without deadline.
December, January... 2005, 2006.... Departure, Arrival... Taipei, ShangHai....leave for office, go home... all the routes now become the evidence of my hesitation and helplessness.
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