Jungle...

I have this friend who has problems. Problems stemming from the dark unknown corners behind one's back. Pretty much out of one's mortal control. On the bus home, after sending a couple of text messages to brighten the gloom, this came to me... Be resolute, not stubborn. Be like a big tree, which can weather the worst of storms, yet soft enough to rustle in the gentle breeze and always growing towards the warm sunlight. Not too easy to do, especially in this jungle of a world...

不知道為什麼 只要騎腳塔車 我所有的迷失的自己都會全部迎著風 跑回來就迎著風... (From Fish's blog)