Last night before I leave for Amsterdam
Suddenly excited, and depressed too.
Recently my feelings just spontaneously come up, happiness mixed with sadness,
and there’s no way to tell them apart clearly.
I don’t know. Maybe because of some city, or someone…
Will be back to Shanghai soon. From what I can recall, there’s no memory of Shanghai in me, which is good.
Every 2am, I am by myself, searching on the internet, for something, and for nothing.
Today it might be different, but how different can it be?
Listening to old songs, as always.
Talking nonsense, as always…
6 hours till departure
and
Good morning Amsterdam…