Weekend Diary of a Social-phobic Woman
by Clouds Are Blown Away By The Wind
About This Novel
What kind of person am I? I have asked myself this question more than once, but the answer is different every time. From this, I can't help but come to the conclusion that I am a very complicated person. It is precisely because of this complexity that my life has never been easy. I always complicate all problems, and I have been seriously internalizing myself. Most of the time, I feel that I am alive, but more often, I feel that I have never really touched life. I am nothing, like clouds that have been floating in the sky... I thought I would never be on the ground, or at least for a long time, but it wasn't until this moment that I realized I was wrong. When I thought that, I ignored time, the time that can change everything. Now I no longer dare to have extravagant hopes or unrealistic dreams. All I can have is to accept everything that life brings to me, and then try my best to cope with it all, and then try to make my life easier.
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