The grand plan of sleeping in a tent in the studio has finally come true, it's quite comfortable, but it could be even more comfortable. For example, if I could stuff in some yoga mats to make it softer. It would be even better if I could have a bamboo mat!
Sometimes I find it magical, I am inside this body, and everything outside of the body is not me, there is an insulation wire. Summer has arrived, and the noise of the fan makes the surroundings feel more crowded. Even without a bathroom or balcony, I am willing to stay here.
It has been a week or two since I finished writing the above two paragraphs, the editing page is open there, and I don't know what else to write. But I already have the bamboo mat! I bought it for 3 pounds at the charity shop downstairs, it's brand new! It's also a beautiful gray and white diamond pattern, looks great!
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I have always struggled and doubted myself, the oppression on myself is almost unconscious. Growing up, I don't know how to consciously enjoy life to the fullest. The more it is like this, the more I long for true redemption, wanting to see miracles being validated, even if my rationality firmly denies its existence. I hope life can be separated, paused, and played at any time. Living all the time is exhausting.
The motivation to keep going is to see miracles, anything that is eternal and immortal is possible.
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Although I have been lying down this month, I have finally gotten the hang of using the new device.