On the thrill of waking up from sleep and traveling to a different world to become a cat
Hey, hey, I want to go home
In this broken world, I can't even afford to eat dirt
I miss my little shabby house that rented for 1,000 a month, and I miss the takeaway, mobile phone, snacks, and computer.
Want to go home :(
This is the author's first time writing an article. My writing is not good. Please forgive me. I'm sorry.
Intention: Out of reach, the way home