Some random thoughts 4
A cold night in a foreign country
Translated from the original Chinese. Original version
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I just got off the bus. The wind is strong and freezing, and my thoughts are a pile of shit. Suddenly, I seem to understand nothing at all. I can’t understand why the wind is so cold, why I left my home so far behind, what it is I’m trying to do, why I’m crying in a room so small and so cold. I can’t understand love, or relationships. I can’t understand why I feel so lonely, why nights in a foreign country are so long, or where my control over my life has gone.
The night is too dark. I’m too tired and too cold. I know nothing about myself.