There is a common agreement on that: opportunity is created by yourself, not given by others. Although I know it, I still lost myself when I go along the same route after you finally. Maybe all what I have done would seem a little crazy in other’s eyes, for I also think it’s crazy. Sometimes, I would show a mercy on myself, which may be the most tragic thing in the world I think.
I don’t know how people think of destiny, if it does have a kind of statement to destiny, now that we are doomed to have no chance to bloom, then, why would the god make such a cruel joke on me? Really existing in a certain field around me, but just couldn’t be as what I expect.
