The Complains

Recently, there are a lot of complains around me. Basically there are three types:

what did I do? What am I doing? What will I do?


Time slightly pushes us away. We are not at the age which can dream anything we like any more. At that time, we are talking about our ambitions and eager to fulfill our future. At that time, we thought we had plenty of time and opportunities. At that time, Bright future is like the North Star in the sky, we just keep going will finally reach the destination.


However, after graduation, all the colorful dreams are fade way. We have to face the reality. Now I have the deep feel that, I lost myself on my way.