大学毕业了，还有很多话没和大学的朋友说就离开了。有的朋友留在了，大城市里，有的回了老家，比如象我就是希望回到北海的一位，但一切不象想象的那样，等待工作还是成了我的生活的几乎全部。我失去了原有的生活，每天游手好闲的呆在家里。原有的保持每天运动的样式早已被抛到九宵云外。
或者我爱我的生活，但人情世故不象我们预料的那样，人的观点和想法永远在不停的变化。就算本来觉得是最好的爱情也会被金钱和势利所颠覆。从去南京接原有的女友回来后，她就变了，变得象我所预料的那样可怕，她对我……啊，什么都不重要了……
Sleepless, I retreat to the silence of the night, away from the droning of day. I retreat to English, a language that, for the time being, I can command to my wishes.
I have my window closed. I can still feel the heat lingering from day. At this very moment, the romanticism from the name A Mid-Summer Night’s Dream seems more like mockery as I’ve always thought “dream” to be a synonym of “bliss”. I can also feel the summer’s heat waning, like witnessing sand draining between one’s own fingers. I feel reluctant to refer to the calendar for the end of summer for I know there aren’t many days for me ！