My colleagues always say : I need some fresh air( means go outside for a smoke ).
I also need it now .
A deep concern I have is that how can I maintain a high-degree self-discipline for coming days .
There are many things to say.
There is nothing to say.
So many ambiguous thoughts, can’t tell, can’t write and won’t fade away.
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Such stories set us thinking, wondering what we should do under similar circumstances. What events, what experiences, what associations should we crowd into those last hours as mortal beings, what regrets?         Sometimes I have thought it would be an excellent rule to live each day as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude would emphasize sharply the values of life. We should live each day with gentleness, vigor and a keenness of appreciation which are often lost when time stretches before us in the constant panorama of more days and months and years to come. There are those, of course, who would adopt the Epicurean motto of “Eat, drink, and be merry”. But most people would be chastened by the certainty of impending death.

thank you Mimi for being the bestest friend I could ever ask for since I was 7 and for always licking the tears off my face whenever I was upset, and teaching me that the strongest connection I have made in life was with someone who couldn’t even speak back to me. I really thought making my birthday wish for you to be inmortal every year would work I can’t believe you’re gone. I’ll love you forever