Time and Rain

Sometimes I don't even know what I want to do. How about writing an article? My God, my life is so leisurely! Why do I want to write this article? No, it can be said to be a novel, but I can't say it is a novel. In short, I have to see how I want to write it. Sometimes I am laughed at by my friends for writing articles that smell like garbage that has been left out for three days and nights. I have no choice but to respond to such remarks, and I dare not refute them, because what they say is true. I'm such a terrible person. You ask me why this novel (maybe a short story) is called "Time and Rain"? I don't know, I'm just a person who likes to write stories. Of course, I am a very bad "sailor" and never know when to reef and when to hoist the sails. You ask me what the story is about? Oh, I can't answer this, because I haven't thought about it yet. I have always viewed life in a muddled way. I call myself without a "conscience." If you are interested in watching it, then I am willing to continue writing because I have nothing to do. Thank you for taking a few minutes to read my nonsense, so the story begins.