When I wrote these words, I realized that there was something wrong with my mental state. If I didn't do something, I was afraid that one day, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow morning, maybe the day after tomorrow, I would quietly disappear into this world... I wanted to do something, try to be my own salvation in the uneventful days day after day.
Purpose: I am trying to record my daily life, vent my emotions, and ensure that I can die of old age naturally. If I encounter an incurable disease, I can die of illness.