Miles and Moments_20250526

One week, 10 km. It’s really hard for me to run these days.

Sunday — when I left the lab and reached for my bike, I noticed a perfectly woven spider web under the handlebar. I had to take it down, of course.
Sorry, Mr. Spider. A whole day’s work… gone in an instant.

Now feels like the right time to welcome a little negative feedback.
To meet a different version of myself.
To witness how deep my pessimism can go.
Because the world looks like what you see in it.

I’m exhausted. So many times lately, I just want to go home.
I miss the massage place near where I live,
Miss my little niece,
Miss my garden.

I’m not a fan of people who ask, “Do you like what you’re doing now?”
It feels like asking a genuinely good man whether he loves his mother.
The answer, to me, is obvious. No doubt. 100 percent.
And yet, having a strong heart still isn’t easy for me.

I’m monitoring myself.
Let’s see how long it takes to pass through this phase…
And what kind of meaning I’ll eventually give to it.