YuHeng's blog

These days aren’t ordered. And so are my days. Its only when I try to impose an order that there is an order but usually I’d say that there is no particular order to them. Well, sooner or later it collapses. But its not the collapse that concerns me. Its whether if an order had existed at all if I had to deliberately impose one. But more importantly, its whether anything did collapse and whether the remorse was real. In the end, these things matter little to me. The only thing is whether I thought of imposing an order on myself.