你執迷的憂鬱,幻想即興。
我孤獨的聲音,飄零一地,
細看不是花絮,是點點淚滴⋯
愛是顆星,在現實的光害裡,
低頭想找你,卻只剩倒影。
我試著騙自己,有散也有眾,
只是想起了,再無人聆聽,不如歸去。
Whisper of my thoughts on life and work, which is... in fact, bullshit. I study geology, and "Geology is the science of BULLSHIT" (quoted from one of my professors).