[20:00]
Walking alone. Reflecting. How did I feel the first time I was heartbroken?
It was drizzling like this in Sài Gòn that day, too. Strolling around the University of Technology campus, murmuring Inconsolable, I felt for the first time as though rain were falling in my heart.
I am not heartbroken, so why did I think of this story today?
[19:45]
Tonight, I felt like walking, so I got out of the car early and walked the short distance home. My suitcase and shadow followed behind. I heard the violin sounding so poignantly from the House of God. It is Sunday evening. Feeling grateful.
[19:20]
The plane landed. Someone on board shouted, “Welcome to Saigon!” I chimed in with a loud, deep voice like in an American movie: “No, Welcome to Life!” We burst out laughing. Back to our senses!
[18:45]
This is tense! The plane is so heart-stopping. Could it…
I had to leave a few words for someone. But what should I write now, and to whom? Even though the phone network still had not reconnected…
Another thought rushed in.
What have I not yet had in this life?
I need to give this some thought.
What?
I have to think about what I have not yet attained in life? Why is that?
Being human means pointing out what you lack within 1.5 seconds, doesn't it?
What happened to my life?
What the hell is this!
Dazed or Dreaming?
Self-congratulation or an Ah Q mentality?
I don't give a damn what you think about this, but:
I have Fucking no Answer.
Big Trouble?
[Right now]
I know many people still watch my journey. They sincerely wish me greater success and happiness. They want to see me continue doing beautiful things. They want to see me smile.
I must keep breaking through my own limits.
I have made my decision. I must keep going. I must continue. I will surpass TMT.
Beyond TMT.
