I had a dream all night, and I was exhausted. I woke up in the middle of the night, and my broken ears were helping me. Hey, this world is so noisy! I can't even sleep peacefully. I don't know when it became like this. I don't sleep enough, I have headaches, my hair is falling out, and my body is having problems one after another. But joy and happiness always come and go. Is this the definition of fate? Sometimes you think life is really boring, and the unfairness of fate will make you believe that your point of view is right. Hey, anyway, I don't want to talk about these big principles anymore. I'm tired and have a headache, but the dream last night was quite meaningful. Let's write it down.