My little world is like a world, half dark, half light. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There is no light in the sleeping area, and it is dark even during the day. As for the study, it is next to the balcony and the window, so there is plenty of light. Well, the study is actually from the kitchen, but I don't cook, so it was converted into a study, which is specially used for surfing the Internet, reading, writing, and painting......

It makes sense that environment can easily affect a person.

If I stay in a dark room during the day, even if I am in a good mood, slowly, inexplicably, I will become a little lost or irritable. Of course, if you want to sleep, it will be very comfortable, the light is not dazzling, and it is conducive to sleep.

And when I'm in a bad mood, I go into the study and sit down, and I always feel a little more comfortable. With plenty of light, it is easy to illuminate the darkness inside. Moreover, in the study, I can also see the dishes on the balcony and the white clouds in the sky.

In short, if I want to be happy in the good weather, I should sit in the study and read, write or anything, and don't stay in a dark room.

This may be similar to the saying that God usually opens two windows for people, one for happiness and one for sadness, and whichever window you open will get what you get.

So, the environment is really important. However, if the individual's mindset is very good enough to overcome these effects, that's a different story. However, there is no such thing as a good attitude forever, and it needs to take a break from time to time......

When I first came out to look for a house, the first thing I found was the building next door to the building, and the landlord took me to see the single room, which was very dark. Whether it is in the room or on the balcony, it is dark, and even in broad daylight, you can't feel that it is broad daylight. Because the balcony is next to a building, there is not much separation at all, and how can there be enough light? I think that if I lived in such a dark place, I would definitely become more and more pessimistic, and that place without light was not at all suitable for me, who longed for a sunny sky and freedom. What's more, at that time, I was still unemployed, and my heart was lost. So, even if the price is very cheap, I don't want to wronged my spiritual world......

After that, coincidentally, I chose the small world at that time. Although the room was a little dark, it was spacious. Not much light comes in, but because it's wide, you can feel that the room is still a little bright. Also, the balcony and kitchen were well lit. So, fate let us live together.

I'm a person who is very afraid of the dark, and I am not afraid of the dark.

In the small world, even if I go to the toilet in broad daylight, no matter how big or small, as soon as I enter the toilet, I have to turn on the toilet light. Because, the toilet is a little dark......

I don't need lights to sleep at night. Even if there is no electricity, I can naturally think about things with my eyes open in my room.

I'm such a contradictory person.

In the small world, I have spent a lot of thought so that it is loaded with a lot of spiritual food, just like my little world. I thought I could keep trying to make it better, for a long time......

Unfortunately, fate always has a deadline. Just unexpectedly, so fast.

I suddenly felt that except for relatives and friends, as long as I was emotionally involved, whether it was people or things, there was no long-term fate.

What kind of loneliness is that......

In the process of growing up, do people must go through a stage of loneliness and quietness?

I don't know if I'm getting bad...... I like the quiet more and more, and I feel extremely annoyed in places that are not quiet......!

So, here's the problem. In reality, I'm quiet, I don't like to communicate very much, and I try not to talk when I can. But in the virtual space, I was like a madman, and I was so active in posting some strange things......

There's a sense of polarization between reality and virtuality, where am I living? Am I lost?

Perhaps, just like one of the lyrics in "Love Is Not Alone", I can't find anyone to talk about the loneliness in my heart, I can't find anyone who understands the torture of being afraid of the dark, and I can't find the person who is destined to be together......

Sometimes when I got home, the two little nephews quarreled so badly that the adults either beat or scolded...... I just want to be quiet, and when I get home, all I get is all this negative energy.

My aunt told me how cute and sensible my little nephew usually was, and she said this every time she went home. But my mood was low, and I didn't care about my little nephew at all......

It's like seeing me when I was a child, my aunt always praised me for how I ...... It's just that at that time, the subject became a little nephew...... It's nothing......

I usually don't have much to talk about when I go home for dinner, because there is no topic for me. When there was a topic that suited me, I immediately came to my senses and started talking excited......ly!

I'm tired, really tired. There's nothing wrong with everyone, it's just that time has changed for everyone. Every age group thinks differently......

Ever since I entered adolescence, I have had a lot to say, but I don't know who to say to anyone. I'm most afraid of saying it, but I can't get a response that I understand.

That's why people become so sentimental.

Then I began to understand why people need love so much at a certain stage of their own growth. Because, in love, some people understand, and some people understand......

Of course, friendship can also be used. It's just that I don't know how to maintain interpersonal relationships, and I really don't know who to say. Everyone has their own troubles......

It's not hard to see why first love is so memorable.

The more you can't find anyone to understand, the quieter it is. The quieter it is, the more you hate the hustle and bustle. The more you hate the hustle and bustle, the more withdrawn you become. The more withdrawn you are, the more abnormal you are. The more perverse, the more painful. The more painful it is, the more you can't forget the good things of the past......

I don't like my abnormality, but that's how I feel like I can comfort myself when no one understands it.

I relied on my own perverse self-amusement to support myself to move forward step by step, and sometimes I held on until I cried, and others would think that I was a carefree fool. I also hope to ......

Being stronger was my excuse at that time, and it was also my motivation at that time.

No matter how much I didn't like the discomfort at the time, I would accept it. That's how I grew up.

Even though I couldn't be as happy when I came home as I was when I was a kid, I still try to laugh......

There were no clouds in the night sky that night, but there were not a few stars to be seen...... But, the stars are there......

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