Perhaps out of impulse, the fool made another promise, adding to his ambitious future plan. Sometimes an easy step may take a lot to achieve. To the person concerned, it’s not a matter of determination but rather a matter of time…it is not proper, in our 20s, saying we don’t have so much time .but it’s true and reasonable. For a dying man, every single minute in the last moment of life seems so precious and desperate that he doesn’t even know how to deal with it. Mostly time passes by while he is thinking hard and runs out when he hardly realizes.
I feel I am dying every now and then of some kind of fool. It is the process I have to suffer every year. Sometimes bothering and sometimes piercing. When the moment comes, we need to think out the best to do. So next to make a trip to the fool’s village, exploring every corner and see somebody. We’ll see.

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