Tracking Through Tibet

I’m about to tell a story. It’s a little obscure and a little fiery, though at times it’s very calm. But those were days I’ll never forget. In fact, I suffered from insomnia for a long time. Recently, I realized that if I don’t let it all out, those things may sink into oblivion as I grow old. Some things really should be sealed away forever, but I’m a bit of a loose cannon. If I don’t get it off my chest, I can’t rest. People like me are always crossing lines that shouldn’t be crossed, and these stories are no exception. When it comes to many things, as the Buddha said, don’t become attached. Once you do, it’s hard to let go. Don’t take these experiences too seriously. I’ve always stressed that this is just a story, a story about me. My name is Guan Xin. Remember me!