Today I spent the day in a daze, with nothing to do. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although it is a physical reaction during the menstrual period, it is as if the mind is not in a state and the brain seems to stop functioning.

It may be that Chunsheng's death made me think more about the macro and micro proposition of life, and my sleep for two nights was inexplicably poor.

I used to be able to fall asleep peacefully in less than five minutes, but in the past two days, I have been tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

In fact, the brain does not "think" anything at all, it is inexplicably irritable and even depressed.

The newly bought lipstick arrived today, I applied it, took a photo, and took a closer look: a good-looking but melancholy face.

It has always been a bad mood during the menstrual period, and my husband often adjusted for me at that time, and these few days of the month were days when he was extremely concerned and "worried", and I was like an active volcano, which was about to erupt. At that time, he was spoiled and spoiled, and people became willful and impetuous, but he never blamed and always cared for him with great care.

Nowadays, every few days, people are also very irritable and depressed, but no one is accommodating and caring anymore.

I was going to not be able to exercise today, go home early to play with the bean bag, I don't want to be confused and get off work, and at this time I went out and there was a traffic jam, so I had to sit down and write something, which was also considered to vent my bad feelings.

Only I kept tapping on the keyboard, and when I was writing, I was calm.

In the afternoon, I went to the library to see a series of works of Zhang Defen's "Meet the Unknown Self", and I was very happy.

Let's start reading quietly tonight.

I don't want to take the pharmacist license anymore, I feel hard.

Today, I have taken the initiative to apply to join the Writers' Association.

I think like this: half of my life has passed, and the remaining half can go as I want, and there is no need to force myself to do some far-fetched things. Although I am not very rich and rich, I am not short of five buckets of rice, so why do any worldly and boring things.

It is still necessary to have a high soul, and it is also necessary not to be pulled down by the world.

Maybe I deliberately forgot 626, in fact, I can't forget it at all, this day is really bigger than any anniversary, but I just don't want to remember, it has no meaning except for making me fall into memory and sadness.

I thought I had succeeded in making it through that day, but the menstrual period that followed proved me to be a failure once again. But comfort myself: at least this year, I didn't cry bitterly and couldn't help myself. Maybe next year, the year after that... I don't remember anymore, and maybe I don't remember anymore the waves of emotions and moods.

I wish I could have amnesia, I don't remember the good of the past, I don't remember the good of him, from now on, I only live in my own world.

Write this passage in essays, I have nothing to do on this day.