2025年三月記

三月二十四日

總覺得還是應當要謹慎些,畢竟有很多相似的pattern。

讀了2016年說那段感情的文字,也看到巨大的相似之處,甚至也重合。這三個人都說了同樣的話:你所到之處世界亮了。


忽然想到中學的時候,週末回家,太陽灼烤著我,我從小區的樹蔭裡走出去,腦子裡想像文字是碎片在天上飛在水裡游,我卻被框在了一個泳池裡,再費力去抓所及範圍也很有限。

三月二十八日

I must create new memories to override the old.

I asked L to do a crazy big walk with me by the beach. At half moon bay we sat down and watched the cloud and the sun. It was an active decision to not bring cameras, but the sunset was immaculate so we still took photos, in our minds. We exchanged ideas about composition, and we shared the struggle of not knowing where to look because everywhere was equally interesting and worth staring at.

Tranquility is the word for that hour (or two?). Then we moved on to the actual walk. We had a lot to talk about. He was genuine. So was I. He asked me questions, and I answered them. And we slowly walked into the darkness, the ocean—the water was quieter at night—into the void, into the unknown. But it felt safe enough that I didn’t feel the urge to escape.

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