Crossed, really crossed. When I watch it, I still feel regret, politics, inspiration, and dreams. I liked these elements even more in 2001. At that time, I still had the courage to change the world. At that time, I still had the fantasy of being like a person in the West Wing.
Looking at it now, I only pay attention to unreal fragments, beautified facts, and no longer have the passion to empathize. Not seeing the right drama at the right time is also a kind of sadness.
The suspense left to myself is, can I finish the seven seasons and put an end to the expectations of 9 years ago?
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