How to live?
Why on earth?
I have dreamed countless times that I was walking on the Amazon Plain, or lying on my back on the hot sand of Western Sahara. The sunlight I saw in my dream was so strong that I couldn't open my eyes, and what I heard was the most beautiful sound of the wind. Thinking about it, don't wake up, just be buried by the wind and sand like this.
But when I realized it, I was looking at the ceiling in a daze.
The past two years of Christopher are what I have dreamed of, and I definitely did not have such a vast and courageous first step. There are many subtle shots. When he laughs, he walks silently, and when his green eyes are very, very close to the lens, he seems to be looking at me. There are so many subtle shots that I can hardly bear. Live in tears.
Why do you believe in freedom so much.
I don't have his experience, and what he gets I will never get. Wealthy, degree, high IQ, and desperate.
I have everything that a normal person has. I was shy and alive. I didn’t dare to face my dreams, until the mood of wanting to escape suddenly swelled. I had headaches and insomnia every day, so curled up in a crowded crowd. About to drive me crazy.
What a boring society this is.
Before the summer vacation, in the second half of my first year of high school, I bought a map of the world and drew a map from Asia to South America with a red pen. I collected a lot of pictures, as well as various stories and books about survival.
Do you know what I'm thinking.
My friend said, are you crazy?
I want to make such a journey in my lifetime, there is no need to complete it all, and there is no need to be as extreme as Christopher.
I just want a period of time that I can escape without a reason. I know Christopher, the secret about the death of Alaska.
I want absolute freedom.
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