Morning came again inexplicably. Why is it that at this time, I am in the morning session and not at any other time of the day?

I woke up, but I didn't get out of bed. What I chose was to continue to linger aimlessly on this thing called the bed.

I stared blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling, it had the same lines as it did at night, but in my eyes it had changed its temperament.

Against the backdrop of the sunshine, the chandelier suddenly feels no longer weird. Instead, it exudes a tropical vibe.

It was full of hope, warm and cheerful, as if grinning at me. It's often the case that noon comes when I'm confused as to why I'm rolling to this node.

Then, like dominoes, afternoon, evening, and late night followed. Then, according to the cycle of the cycle, the morning that puzzled me appeared in reality.

And the funny thing is that the morning that seems exactly the same is already the next morning. If I hadn't seen the calendar on my desk, I wouldn't have been sure.

After all, if it's just one day, I'm almost the same, my living bedroom is almost the same, the smell of the air is almost the same, and my attitude towards life is almost the same.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a wave of shock. If this is the case, how many days and nights have accumulated to form the obvious changes that can be discerned by the naked eye?

I don't even realize it, but it's gradually changing in one direction, how terrifying! What scares me the most is this type of feeling.

He didn't know anything, but a big cloud smiled evilly at him. There are already thousands of troops boiling at the same time, but they don't feel the slightest breath in their own area.

Directly thrust into a terrifying crossroads without receiving any signs or hints.

Can't get up. I really want to get up, but I can't control my body. The commands of the mind and the actions of the flesh cannot be reconciled.

If I had stronger muscles, would I be able to control my body with the dictates of my mind easily?

If there is a day when such problems exist, will it be possible to get rid of them at that time? I always want to get rid of them one by one, but the problems themselves are very difficult to solve.

If it can be easily changed, how can it exist in the form of annoyance? A lump of garbage, just throw it in the trash can, you can get rid of the dirt that is an eyesore, so no one will feel that the presence of garbage is a nuisance.

It's ridiculous to exhort yourself to solve your troubles one by one. But it is impossible to give up dealing with our troubles.

There are some things that you always want to achieve no matter what. It can be said that this is a kind of stubbornness, but who does not have one or two coveted ideals that must be realized?

This idealized model is different for everyone, and it can even be said that it is very different. Values seem to be rooted in genes.

The triggers of the environment are naturally necessary for you to yearn for what you feel from the bottom of your heart, but I have always felt that this is just the light and moisture that has been buried in the heart of the seed.

That kind of child has always been there, never left, but if there is no external motivation, I don't have the ability to actively discover its existence.

Although it was difficult to get out of bed, I got up and got off the floor, changed into civilian clothes, and pushed the door open. The moment I woke up, I felt like my abdominal muscles had been exercised again.