Sometimes, sitting alone with a laptop at midnight, you think that the thing you taste most in your life is not any food or drink, it’s the thing named lonesome.
Sometimes you think that you may have a life like other people’s, have a boyfriend, hug, make love, think about each other and do stupid things, and have a normal job that your parents give you, and live the way they hope you will. And with those, maybe you will not be as lonely as now, as every day and night. And that way, maybe it will not be as difficult as the way you are chosing.
But the next day, when you wake up, you don’t think so anymore, people still live with lonesome even if they hug and make love crazily with someone, even if how much they love each other.
And you still live happily with your dream and passion.