今天輪到我離家出走。
是有通知的離家出走。
也不算是啦。 只是獨自去了很大很大的草場跑了幾圈。

我竟然讓自己受罪，because jogging is the last thing I wanted to do.

It is better than going to pub and have a few drinks. At the point of typing these, 我突然明白為什麼有人會去泡了。
因為要自殘😂


I knew I must do something when I started to anticipate your messages, or when I start depending my mood solely on yours, or subconsciously appearing in my dream for like two days in a row.

生活圍著一個人轉，太危險了。


跑的時候，我大概滿腦子都是你。
A voice within asking myself, who am I to think about you. What am I to have such thoughts. See, they fought.

跑得很累很累，一直催眠自己，再多一圈，just one more to prove yourself. Come on.

At some point, 我們都會想為別人而活。有存在感。

So youre either a chooser, or youre waiting to be chosen.

What defines us?
答案有時很重要，有時卻一文不值。


我很久很久都沒有這麼跑了。
一大堆藉口，腳會痛啦，做工很累啦。
Im glad I did.


跑完發洩完。
丟掉這幾天精神上的負擔。

愛一個人，需要留些空間， but how much is too much, how less is too less? Hahaha.
太多，goodbye. 太少，tiring.

🤔