So I hear about old friends meeting each other again. I hear about primary schoolmates finding each other after years apart. And then, I wonder if it\’s sort of a regret for me.
If I had a choice to live with superficiality or to be alone, I would impulsively choose to be alone. And yet that only wins me loneliness. I am so willing to sacrifice myself to upload my values and beliefs.
I don\’t know.