Day 6

I can’t find E’s gadget and it’s really frustrating: I forget where I hid it. I don’t think he has it, but I can’t find it, so I hope he has it.

If I do my part, the whole will work well, and I will have freedom to do whatever I want after I have done my part. I seemed to have succeeded in persuading myself to accept the mentality of working like clockwork.


When the protagonist in “American Psycho” reached out, no one was there to listen.

If like R said, work and person are separated, and a story is just a story, why did they feel sorry for me? The fact is, when I showed them my work, I didn’t ask them for anything other than their objective comments. But I guess that was too much to ask.