Dear friend,

I have been having doubts in your life since the moment I learned about you, or your homepage. Though we have not met before, nor even know whether both of us really exist in reality, from our existance of expression on the website, I guess it doesn’t seem a big matter for concern anymore.

I recall clearly how you caught my attention. It’s not the things you have done that brought me to the attention, rather your so-called life problem which I couldn’t understand well rather amazed me. Perhaps I am still young comparatively. Or my life up to this moment doesn’t have such that I need to face it with critical decisions like yours. I don’t know, I may be naive.

Sometimes I do think twice, or more, of what I wanted to be, and what I have achieved, not in a particular look-back-on-ones-life sort of sentiments. I guess we just can’t put both the past and present on a scale to compare as we all know well. With such comparison, the result is only one; we need to go on with our lives. If that’s the answer for lives, it can be too boring, boring even than life!

To make the story short, I perhaps am not comfortable with my past. And to gain the most out of life, I guess I need to go on. It’s not the achievement that counts, as it says, rather the process of achieving it makes ones life more meaningful, I would think so. As cliché as it can be, finding “it’s great to be alive” is the first thing we all want to feel only when we are going to live on golden pond. Before that, we just need to keep moving on.

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