
To Cemetery
Good or bad, it's a knowing.
Good or bad, it's a knowing.
I think as nature. I see as nature. I hear as nature. I act as nature. Because I am nature.
Don't fall in love with one particular stock! Fall in love with all stocks of possibilities!
Father's passing started me to play for the first time, and for the last time. I didn't play for the first time for my dad, but I played for him for the last time in recorded audio for his peaceful rest. I wanted to play for my mother, neither the first time nor the last time, because I wanted to tell her 'thanks for getting me to learn piano at a young age'. I know she wouldn't want to listen to me playing the piano for her, but, saying 'thank you' to her would give me the goosebumps uncontrollably. I wonder if she would like a genuine thank you with the heart from me.
The Starbucks lady is not at her usual Starbucks place today. As she walked by along the long corridor way on the direction away from her frequently visiting Starbucks place, she was doing the same old usual thing, talking to herself. The one thing different though, today, she was speaking things to herself in her accented English.
I believe in my conscience. I do what my conscience tells me.
2020 is the beginning of a fresh start.
Plain and simple, total representation.
Live through the movement residue, confront the remains of conflicts.
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