
Why do we live? Why breathe? Why feel sad or angry? Why are you desperate?
These days, I've been exhausted from work. And this makes me think about my life in a different way I normally do. Although I am fortunate enough to be given a chance from my parents to pursue my academic career and I am 120 % sure that this will be a call for me, I can't help feeling tired of sitting a whole day and looking at texts and feeling anxious about results and unseen future.
Ah, I should take a rest and unwind a bit.
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