P for Papercut.

原来，

时间已证实了，

喜欢这每个开始，

却逃避完美的结束。

可见，

我已遗忘结束的新开始。

人活在每天廿四小时中，

不是在于仅仅几粒钟，

觉醒吧。。。

It's been a small world to me recently,

as my sight is getting narrow and narrower,

in a day, I've sensed the limitation of my energy and time,

completing tasks is a routine work for me.

I've become more sensuous now,

trying to struggle for the best...

almost in everything.

Sometimes just want to leave it, 

but... just couldn't.

This night, just spent it ruthlessly...

watching dramas...

a Romance,

typically simply nice.

Helping myself re-mesmerize about my past towards persons I loved around me.

Just realize the existence of it, very true and real.

Is it time? Or, just let it be.

Even I couldn't assure an answer for myself.

Thus,

Just trying to complete what needed to be done first.

Then...

The rest, I will let it, but i'll care...

There's reason for all causes,

Only a cause for causes,

It just keep looping by its way,

Change, nothing really worth while,

Let it just slips away always,

Unable to catch back,

No turning back,

Dare enough looking the consequences,

Dare to endure,

 just,

One thing would change it,

Words...

It's unsure when I started liking late nights,

and yet the late night in hometown is best to be mesmerized.

It's not because I'm fond staying late night,

nor to enjoy the freedom given to myself at late night,

But, the atmosphere of sincerity and serenity eventually give me a sense of
peacefulness.

A wide view in front my eyes reviewed the great art of a resting rotating earth,

Everything humongous to microscopic seems clearly viewed, 

but in sense of that,

all matters are in resting state,

" They're sleepin...

and I'm sure they've been so tired after a day long... "

No noise could hit my ear drum,

only water droplets hitting metallic plate was heard.

It's weird looking at all matters in silent state,

It's awkward time just stopping from seconds to seconds continuously.

It's like looking a wide picture, a stationary motion picture,

Muting and pausing everything done automatically by sense.

Giving a sensational sight, stunningly by its serenity and calmness.

Depth and hue of the picture was just that simply... perfect.

Though it is indescribable with a single word,

but seems my vision have given a clue to my mind.

I don't have to snap the night,

as it will stay in my mind,

and re-mesmerize it with my own eyes, again.

Life like a string,
it connects everything through knots,
if you like a relationship, it will be a beautiful butterfly knot,
if you dislike something, it turned out to be a dead knot,
if you encounter problems, it will be a miserable knot,
if you solved problems, you'll be satisfied to untie the knots...

Noticing many unknown knots that really annoying,
not really untied knots, but knots that appear from nowhere,
trying to trace how knots would appear at first,
Stretching and loosening strings seem helpless,
untying it just causes more miserable knots,
leaving it just happen to be escaping from the truth,
Somehow I know how the knots are there,
and how come have I been tying the knots by myself...

It's my choice to add or reduce knots,
guess it's time to untie the knots one by one...

It's been nights staying still until everything becomes silent
I know
I will be muttered when I was at home
I know
Staying such late night is fatal to my body and soul
I know
I will unable to wake up in time during the next morning
I know
I have to change this bad habit
But
I like late night sometimes...not every time when it comes to rush my assignments