started to choose to close my circle, the past friends chose the past, the present, and I don’t want to bother to communicate, as for new friends? I don't want to talk about my past, nor do I want to hear your story, just nodding my head. Begins to try to avoid any crowded occasions, weddings of friends, class reunions and even dinners for a few people. I don’t like the smoky smell, and I don’t even smell the drunkenness and dreams of vomiting. I am too lazy to deal with all the worldliness, even a communicative statement. I don't want to say that there are mostly music in mobile phones, reading software, and more often alone, staying alone, talking to the room, talking to the surroundings, not feeling lonely, but more of silence and joy!
However, this does not mean that the true isolation from the outside world, after all, to survive, it is necessary to deal with people. I always know that this state will not last long.
I don’t know when it started. Out of helplessness, I
started to become mundane, so worldly, I became the kind of person I hated, became the chattering talker on the wine table, became the kind of person who took the lead in everything. The kind of people who get married because of marriage have become the executors of all kinds of potential rules and gray rules. There is no pureness of doing things when they are young, and there is no impulse to dazzle the head with love, and their ideology has also become alive. I start to like memories, chasing all kinds of things in the past, there is always an urge to find the tapes and cds of the past, listen to the hangover Fang Xiu again, watch a snowy moon and flowers, love things, be hypocritical, all of this Everything in the world always points to a fact that we don’t want to admit. Back then, we began to understand and grew old, as if we had grown up from yesterday’s non-mainstream, matured, and became the mainstream of today, injected into all walks of life, after all, we Did not develop in the direction of the previous brain damage, but began to run around day and night for the house, car, and wife just like the post-80s, confined to family and love.
Simply stop worrying about what if there is? You still won't come back as you said, and I won't pretend to stay because of this. You and I know that this encounter is an untimely fault. Everything is decided when you leave. In terms of the regularity of flowers blooming and falling, youth is only synonymous with missed.
Growth is a painful thing. You may not get it, but you will definitely lose it. The past events have already had results, and I recall only occasionally hypocritically with a little disappointment. As for the present, as for the future? It seems that there is no choice but to choose not to choose!
Check in, I heard that the second part is going to be on, so I will review it again here!
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