Pic：)Landscapes of Love: An Atlas of The Heart
Still feeling painful, it can't hurt anymore, however.
My soul, itself, is convalescing.
In Alice Wonderland,
"Which way I ought to go," asked Alice.
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.
Yes, indeed, I want convalescence!
If you don't much care where.
Then, it doesn't matter where you go.
Well said in "The Little Prince":
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly;
what is essential is invisible to the eye.
Inspiration or Turbulence?－they do not matter anymore.
I just wanna go back to the original point: being loyal to meself.