The Pure Land in My Heart

Unsatisfactory life is common. There is always melancholy in my heart, but I have to do it. The more developed you become, the more depressed you feel. Happiness is an existence like God, intangible and indescribable. Where is the road ahead? Can it really be done? I don't know and I don't want to know. My brain is in a mess, but there is always a lingering haze. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.