In Kunming, Wait for the Wind to Come and Wait for the Wind to Stop

At the age of 38, he made a series of choices that may be seen as "failures" by others: he closed the Pilates studio in Shanghai, left the city where he had struggled for many years, and went to Kunming alone. This is not a story about success and escape, but a true record about "regression" and "healing". The isolation in the countryside during his childhood, the low self-esteem in adolescence, the frustration in the college entrance examination, and the drift in the workplace... These planted a "fragile seed" in his heart. The death of his parents became the straw that broke the camel's back, causing him to be completely overwhelmed by the huge waves of depression. Kunming became his chosen safe haven. In a 40-square-meter public rental room downstairs from his aunt's house, he took a cat named Doubao and began a long journey of self-salvation. Here, he learns to make peace with his inner fragility and discovers that it is a unique gift of love and perception left by his parents. In the daily life of eating and eating vegetables, he reconnected with the warmth that circulates among blood relatives; in the pure companionship and snoring of beanbags, he experienced the longest psychological treatment; in the sip of a cup of tea, he learned to be content with the present. It does not provide any exciting answers to life, but only wants to share with you: When life is in trouble, how can we learn to eat, walk, be in a daze again through a cat, a cup of tea, and a meal, and finally learn to wait for the inner storm to calm down. The wind will come again, but he has built a harbor in his heart to take shelter from the wind.