Living Quietly︱What Do I Know?
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What do I know.
I always feel I live clumsily. Clumsy is the word. I suppose.
I thought I would learn by age. When I get older, I would eventually understand the meaning of all these and find a way to live.
I am 29.
I often talk about my older age with certain romanticism. An age when you are wiser and more content. You have done whatever you want to do, and you live quietly, examine your own past. You would be more at ease with yourself. And also with the rest of your own kind.
