For now, this temporary body is my home

In a way, time isn’t linear to me at all. I often feel as though I already know what’s going to happen, and I’m simply waiting for it to unfold. But then, even waiting doesn’t really feel like waiting any more.

Most days, I don’t have much to look forward to. There are only two things that make me want to stay in this world. One is my love for my parents. I couldn’t bear to break their hearts. The other is that painting is such a beautiful thing.