these days, i trained myself not to take a nap after lunch, thus leaving me much spare time to kill.

i love this quiet period of a day, when almost everybody are staying in the house. if the sunlight is not very strong, i usually choose to walk to the library alone. i can feel the fresh breeze in the sun, touch my body, puff across the lake and ripple the water. and i can also fresh my ideas, consider some questions and often i can relax myself from depressive thoughts.

sometimes, i don't want to cut things fine, even if i am working at some abstrue problems. i am often tempted to treat myself after some hard work. because i am not willing to miss any chance appreciating the beauty of my life.