昨晚做了个梦

梦见天上的星星排成图案了：

两只小狗拉车，车上坐一老头

星星是金色的，镶在墨蓝的夜空

构成一幅富有乡土气息的金箔画

我特兴奋，立即掏出手机对着天空拍，生怕那图案稍纵即逝

后来拿给别人看，他们都不信，说我PS的

我反驳道，你没有在那一时刻抬头看星星，又怎么会知道

 

清明节就要到了，飘起清冷的雨丝 ，一如往年

这世界变化得太快，规律的轮回让我感到安慰

忽然想到，我的墓志铭上应该这么写：

she played a lot of games,

tried a lot of characters,

lived a lot of scenarios,

created a lot of dramas.

but she never took anything seriously.

she never had any plans or goals.

she didn't even have real desires.

that's her, a freak who never trully existed.

I am stuck here

drowned by work

 

I barely have time to get to know new colleagues

those who assigned work to me, don't talk words other than work

 

when I am out on business trip

I feel so lonely and so small in the big five-star hotel room

 

when we meet client and act like professionals

I cursed to myself: who cares a shit about your problems

 

when I draft a report

when I write such bullshits like "Assumptions and Qualifications"

I agree that lawyers are a bunch of useless fellas who only empty your wallet...

 

-Posted on an overtime working night