Currently telling my bullet train of random thoughts to "STOP right there". It's amazing how far and futile i think about the future.. years, years, down the road which i doubt would even turn out the way i am imagining it to be. My daily therapeutic conversation with mom puts things into perspective. It's great to have someone who is much older and wiser than me, and who understands me perhaps even more so than myself, to give advice and simply to hear my moans and grumbles on blue-y days. She says, to not be so crazy! Think ahead, but not until I can't even realistically paint a picture. That anyway, it's simply a waste of precious time by day-dreaming.

Good, necessary advice, eh? I must focus, focus, focus. Shan't be that wispy 木杩黄 (is it written that way?) which sways where the wind blows it to.