More than thirty years have passed by in a flash, and looking back, it is full of absurdity and decadence.
I once wasted my days and nights in a state of confusion, turning my life that should have been upward into a puddle of lifeless mud. I have taken detours that I shouldn't have taken, I have let down people who treat me sincerely, I have exhausted my energy in meaningless sinking, and I have played a passable life card to pieces. Those days that should have been used for growth were all wasted by me in the decadence of going around in circles. Looking back, I only see a mess on the ground and the regret of not being able to come back.
I write this not to feel sorry for myself, but to spread out this ridiculous first half of my life as a mirror. I would like to warn everyone who is confused, don't learn from me, love life well, and don't wait until time is gone before you realize it's too late to look back.
