Sometimes I think about it, my pursuit of one thing is really obsessed to the point of madness, if this is not the case, why do I still care so much? For example, writing, sometimes think about it, I write like this every day, in fact, I also know that I can't write well, but I still want to write like this, although what I write is nothing, but I still keep writing like this, every day I think about some topics I want to write, so that I can start a new life every day, in fact, under the new life, I also understand that life is my own appearance, let myself be so happy every day, do what I like to do something, in fact, at the beginning, I did like to write so much, I hope that one day I can continue to write, so that I can write wellIt's just that at the beginning, I wrote every day, but then I gave up, and I was surprised to find that I still couldn't make a living from writing, which is the simplest and most direct reason.

Sometimes I think about the troubles I give to others, every time I am sick, I make such a fuss, can the people around me bear it? It's really unbearable, but after a long time, you will know who is sincere, who is hypocritical, this is also a best proof, because time is the best evidence, those who can stay and accompany all the time, is the most real existence in the heart, if not, our life will be like some shuttles, get off at the station, every time it is like this, no, there will always be some people to accompany us, whether it is colleagues or friends or their closest people, or some other relatives, or something, are silently with their own hearts with their own feelings to accompany themselves, so that they continue to move forwardI also hope that I can take good care of my emotions and let myself think about it every day, I also said to myself, I am just a poor egg, what is there to care about?

What do you care about, what are you struggling with, those friends in the past, people have become rich one by one, and I have always been so poor, or have I always been so discordant, just because I am ignorant? Maybe, but I also found that only my own integrity can keep me so real, sometimes I think about it, look at the hypocritical faces of others, look at those hypocritical eyes, I don't want to say anything, or are I so persistent in what I am obsessed with? I don't know why I'm so obsessed? Maybe it's really like, it's the same to like someone, so persistent, maybe it's really like, like a thing, it's the same, so persistent, maybe it's really like.

I can't think of my own moments, in fact, are my own most real thoughts, sometimes think about it, we are also so intoxicated, in those dreams I gave myself, I also found that only myself is the best medicine, only I can save myself, looking at the sick self, even I can't save myself, and keep saying that I want to save others, when I say it, I feel really ridiculous, drunk in the castle I set up for myself, in fact, in such a castle, there should be more people, but only myself, only myself alone in such a hand-to-hand dance performance, no audience, no applause, I am alone in such a self-entertaining existence, sometimes I think about it, just by myself, and when you really get used to it, you don't feel too lonely.

Reading and writing every day, in fact, I tell myself that my progress is still great, sometimes I think about it, when I am sick, it is also a kind of progress, think about something that others can't think of, today, and a colleague is saying, my colleague said that my glasses are very good-looking, I also told her that my glasses are very in line with their own laws, she was stunned all of a sudden, what do you mean? They don't know what I'm thinking? What are these things, I don't know what I'm thinking, anyway, my head really thinks more than others, thinks about so many things, in fact, I still have to face reality, there is no day of life without facing reality.

Later, when I explained to her why my glasses are good-looking, they just thought that my glasses were visually good-looking, but I also explained my own thoughts, the glasses are black, and the legs are yellow, which is a very normal characteristic of people. My sick moments, although my head is a little unclear, but I remember the problems I think, I will still take good care of some of my own things, make myself happier, or have been so obsessed with the things I care about, in fact, nothing is wrong, although people don't want to pay attention to me, but I don't want to insist like this, and I really don't want to insist like this, but time doesn't allow, life doesn't allow.

For everything in life, you have to do your best to do it, don't let yourself be so crazy, how can others be crazy about it? Sometimes I think about it, this kind of madness can only be aimed at some crazy people, last week, I basically wrote very little, because of illness, it is equivalent to a holiday for myself, this week, although I can barely insist, but it will still be better, let myself insist like this every day, I will also see my own progress, every day such persistence, in fact, it is also a good choice, sometimes think about it, in fact, it is also a kind of gain. I also hope that I can always be so happy, let myself live more freely every day, let myself be more invested in what I like to do every day, I also want to know, is there a result behind such madness? I have always maintained my best condition, and in the future, I can only take care of myself, let myself be happy every day, let myself persist every day, and keep persevering like this, I think there will be some good results.

Those things that once made us obsessed and crazy, those moments that once made us obsessed, are actually a kind of leap for ourselves, sometimes think about it, I don't want to seek fame and fortune, I don't seek fame and fortune, I am just doing my own interests and my own likes.