I would like to eventually be forgotten

Weather forecast said rain would continue a week I have had no reason to go out the day before yesterday to pick out with good glasses, put the whole world light up, and years I had never worn glasses, that degree will be increase, the result was the same as the original, just as long to read bad posture, more 50 degree astigmatism. But not so many years of wearing glasses, also have used less clear to see the world, about 200 degrees of myopia, but look a little fuzzy when more distant, near as it is completely not affect the matter. Instead, wear glasses, then looked around clear a pass by each person's face, heart misgivings.

The past few days looking at different photos and line, want to go to Lijiang to Shangri-La, rain collapsed, and even the lake. Staggering under the cost Tujue operator, light round-trip transportation costs of Lijiang will be more than 2000, and if at home in the past, the most economical way to just a few hundred dollars. Think about it dispel the idea, fought in more recent Phoenix. People say the significance of travel is to experience a different life, real time can have a lot of free time to travel, but discovers that tie him down too much.

Transfer, leave, but half the time the afternoon. Walk away when the green and carrots and cactus, the Maxwell House coffee and Nestle wafer is one bag of splitting, colleagues reluctantly have an expression, it touches I did not feel sad, there's very young women children, non-pulling I went to the door I take a group photo, left my phone number, I know, left, and they are no longer linked, but the face has a smiling face, suddenly feel that life is so absurd, people are so ridiculous.

Feel tired, do not want to talk, just look at Phoenix's picture daze. Or I was trying to avoid selfishness that I travel to my heart might be an answer, but my heart always have the idea to tell that he is vain, no matter where I go, I am no longer a few years ago, I just need a little sweetness can warm themselves. Fear from the conflict alone, Mu said, even when they are looking forward to Phoenix. I do not know, I have an answer away to avoid a familiar place I do not really get answers?
I wanted to come or repressed for too long, I stayed here for several years, even though the city's sky and then Z blue, then white clouds, the sea breeze again, I am also both miss the old times. Or because the last time, drift away, so it is beautiful.

I try to cook white fungus soup, white fungus found broken, find the lotus seeds, lotus seeds are moldy, and ripping out hearts are brown, I would like to cook mango sago, but find it too small mango tree pick, want Osmanthus cake and found I did not die and japonica rice flour cake. Rotten bananas, apples and pears no appetite, a plum is the last remaining I eat a mouthful of drinking water, listen to songs.

Dream last night, the first part of the dream is happy, and I vaguely remember my cheek on the pillow to the silly laughter, and then sleep in the past, but to wake up crying, feeling the tears flowing in his face, knowing that a dream sad but could not stop. Why wake up happy, however, why the sad, totally do not remember.
I now work again, also can not remember a dream.
Life is a dream, eventually it is forgotten. It in such tunes, the recollections of the past over and over again.