a Monday moment

Spent abt 5 hours by now, chatting with N in Stlm, A in Paris, S in SF, X in Sh, Z in Chengdu. Addiction symptom, guilty pleasure.

worked 5 hours in Henderson center office today. Felt like a wandering Taoist nun begging from the lay people while paradoxically feeling sorry for them: we are really not made to work and live like this, not every day.

i was offered a lift home, P said she bought a car because taxi in bj is too dirty.

While she tried to born me with her SPA talk, I tried my part with my taoist blahhh.

Stopped at a Xing by the red light, a bus stopped on the right side. the shouting ad wrapping the bus hurted my eyes so much i turned to look into the window.

you dont see people, you only see heads and shoulders crammed to a blurry black block. not much living sig cause most of people have their eyes shut and resting, wait to get over the "stuck moment".

i thought we really should all just shut up.