Maya Lin, my admired architect and artist, wrote on the first page of her book : Boundaries --

”I feel I exist on the boundaries”

Can’t agree more.

Due to sickness, I rest and slow down.

This is the first time I saw leaves falling down from the tree and then rolled on the floor. It’s like something it used to happen in a second and this time in slow motion. How enchanting. I then recalled Lam Tung-pang’s drawing of ”I see you” (He mentioned that he wasn’t really paying attention to the trees while he was in Hong Kong but after studying in London, things changed. The art work of ”I see you” was originated from the experiences he had in the park while the leaves fell)

Also spent a few great moments with the blue sky near dawn.

It was around 6:00pm, probably 6:30pm.
Not quite sure as the time had once seized and the heart been captivated


There’re lots of thoughts that I would like to consolidate into different pieces of writings.... but there are too many. Maybe have to wait till the divergence meets and unfold itself.....

Probably it’s another time looping back to the boundaries.