Every morning, I wake up in a deep haze of the “woe is me” feeling,
wondering “what game of life am I playing?”
Every second passed, I lose a little
of my loved things and people.
But I can’t stop or be stoppable.
Life is a rare chance of each individual,
no matter how it is
good, great or plain terrible.
The dice is rolling;
life is spinning.
I’m just keep venturing_