Sorry, I have to take a long break.
I had a physical examination the day before yesterday and found that I was in poor health. I had been writing for several years and had numerous accumulated illnesses. My eyesight was weak and my bones were tired. I was senile before I got old. My energy was exhausted and my will was depressed. There is no distinction between morning and dusk, waking and dreaming, living like a walking corpse, without any sense of excitement, days are dull, people are ignored, closed doors are like decay, and there is no end in sight. Years pass by in vain, and we don't know how to feel. Diseases accumulate and health is hard to come back. I don't know the joy of life, my mind is exhausted, I have no sense of words, my mentality is numb, my writing is stiff, I have been sick and tired, and it is difficult to continue, so I have to stop updating, take a long rest, repair the broken body, and find the joy of life again.
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