A quarter since last journal.

It was taken in Christchurch, NZ. What a view, spectacular.

Several shifts happen recently, significantly changing the course of my life.

The urge of conquering the stimulus is  gradually fading. Yet, I bet it won't be water under the bridge until I beat it.

Been through a lot these days.  Become much less paranoid, more grateful, peaceful, and wiser.

However, this journey is overwhelmingly torturing.

"Look at the bright side, you have a wonderful story to tell. Make it a book."

Well, I'm not strong enough to go over it again. Actually, I'm forgetting it, for it's too heavy to carry along the way.

Hips of thanks to Zhiyuan. When the door opens, the realm of possibilities does present. Bliss becomes visible and perceptible. Interpretation alters from injury to experience, from resistance to acceptance, from alpha to omega.

29 years, reset, then, to LOVE life and LIVE it.
Shooting star, thank you. I'm lucky.