Life On the Edge (continue)
星期五 十二月 14, 2007 3:10 pm
Sometimes I do feel the urge to express myself. It is like the underground river struggling to find its way through the dark. I long for the torch, a breakthrough of light and voice gushes forth from the depth of my heart to find the listener, I am the receiver.
Sometimes I do dream a lot. They are strange dreams. They repeat the same scene with my runaway in the fog. I wonder what I run for. They seem to be puzzles and I convince myself life is a puzzle.
All these years I have challenged myself for changes. Now I understand life is currents of a river, each person pushes through his/her way. I wonder where my destination is and where Ning is going.