These imfomation stuffed my space. As if I am segregated by nature. Yes. It really was been long long I haven't got out. The sky. Cloudy. Mountain over there are varicolored. Children are playing. With doggies. But I by the side of window. Listen to the iPod. Strange. I found I am empty. I can't smell anonymous flower. I can't climb up the hill. I was limited in a circle. An amorphous circle. We lived in this ant house. Lose myself. Lost mind.