2025/08/16
It has been about two weeks since I quit smoking.
I have been transitioning to using e-cigarettes these days, and the amount of flue-cured cigarettes I smoke has changed from two packs a day to almost no smoking at all. The effect can be said to be very significant.
The days and nights are very busy, so I always feel tired.
I met a special person a few days ago. If I were to describe him, I would probably say that he is like a fox who survived the apocalypse.
Illusions confuse people, but he doesn't hide his tail, and he doesn't care if he is called cunning.
But just when you thought you saw the fox's true nature, he revealed a compassion for all things that was inconsistent with your understanding.
There was always something happening when I spoke to him that was new to me.
I saw that the sky was bright in the early morning, and I said that it was really blue today and it should be a good day.
He said, you are really beautiful.
I laughed out loud and asked him if he was Shakespeare.
He wondered about my question. I said that I really felt that the conversation just now should be written down.
So he laughed too.
I said that I am Shakespeare.
He agreed, and then said in a very soft tone, "Then I am the mirror."
Apart from this fox, my life has been a complete mess lately.
The quality of my sleep has plummeted again. My dreams are long and short. When I wake up, there is nothing left. It's daytime again.
In fact, the reason why I want to write something today is not to record this fox.
But I can't figure myself out either.
The first thing I wanted to write about was that I was resting in front of the DJ booth today, and before I left, I ran into an old friend.
The phone screen suddenly lit up and shook, which made me realize that I had been in a daze for a long time.
He was sitting not far from me, but I was wondering why he was still sending messages.
Then I saw him asking me if he said he had quit smoking.
Purpose: Just to record