Perhaps there are many people like me, or in this world, who live seemingly meaningless yet repetitive days, with no dreams, few hobbies, no goals, no vision of the future, no memory of the past, no sense of belonging to any place in the world, no understanding of the meaning of their existence, and struggling in the endless night, all they know is to live. Perhaps, the ending of this article can only be written when I am about to finish this life; perhaps, it is not necessary. Who knows what will happen in the future.
Intention: Be lonely, but be strong.
