Me and the rabbit, and an everlasting flower.
Fantasy, sleepwalking and a little bit of trivial thinking.
I hope to write a purely literary story. Maybe no one will like to read it or notice it, but I can't help but write it down. It was an irrepressible impulse that always drove me to get up from my drowsiness when I was insomnia, screaming, struggling and hitting my ribs.
Maybe I should listen to it. I think so.
Then write it down.
[Dedicated to my most adorable and beautiful little girl, who may never see her again in her lifetime]
Intention: I always have the feeling of being in the vast ocean, teetering on the edge of a vast happiness. ——"Camus's Notes"