This week in Life
sometimes I suddenly notice how complicated and wonderful this world is. When overly focusing on your own life, world is no more than a colorless boring compressed paper ball. But when seeing it unfolding eventually, you know you are a floating tiny dust , those dreams, pains, greeds , regrets, shame, hopes and love, all of them surrounding you, are a small ocean among thousands of other oceans.
And finally after finally, you feel like being loved, by something unknown—- fate? Perhaps.
And more for sure, you are being loved.