Running dog for life生活的走狗

for some time, long enough, I have been doing nothing concrete other than waiting for something to click, something to break, something that might turns things around, just like waiting for delusions of greener pastures under the greyest sky of the world.

in the frenzy of collecting pieces, I am surprisingly calm. Red credit? Cool, empty fridge? Cool, awkward conversation? Cool, potential of total jackpot and complete failure? Cool. Half- hearted living? Cool.

The year of dog is good for us all, for chasing after the myth of "a bright future".

but when can I stop running around, just slowly walk home...