Dreams are sweet, but when the bubbles broken, frustrations aside, the "hope" of getting back into the dreams is usually one of the strongest motivating force driving u all the way back into slumber.
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Exactly what i felt when i wake up today.
"廉"语说：早睡早起，离我越来越遥远~
It is "keal-logically" proven that middle of the years are always the most fantastic opportunity to test my patience. This year, i've finally achieved exceptional result after long years of torturing battle between my alter-"Ego"s. Credits goes to "Architecture", which i willingly convert myself into its vampire. If Architecture is Edward, then im his Bella. Erm....sort of........i think. Okay, its a bad analogy, i admit. What i'm trying to point out is that its kinda like a bad romance. How should i said.........U love it and u hate it, but u cant allow urself to do both with 100% input, since the output is always unpredictable. Well, its very abstract to explain (while trying to avoid long grandma talk), i'd always remind myself :"真正的爱过才是无遗憾的"(meaning: don't let tomorrows' rain spoiled today's sun when it still on us #PS: to those who know chinese, i noe its a little to exaggerating ^^" ).
I'd spent my month doing exactly nothing, yes, absolutely nothing (other than the usuals, eg, babysit Albert, daily argument with mom, observing cats, social experiments on my friends, movies, bla3). I used to resent a lot during boredom. Try to picture boredom not as an empty space, but as a necessary void connecting different space, like a corridor in the castle with the breathtaking view of the icy mountains below, who said it served no purpose at all?
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The ideas of keep dreaming might be sexy, but if there is no wake up at all, then i will miss the chance to enjoy the beautiful view of flower blossoms along the streets with my mom, while arguing our choices for lunch. ;)
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