Life

Music like time travel takes me into the past or future, waste too. What is waste? It’s some blurred concept. Maybe I want to get something but I don’t work for that, is this a kind of waste? Gradually, I compromise — compromise to life, to what I need, to what I want, and to everything I think in the past. Now I only follow what I could get instead of what I want to. What’s the meaning of my thinking? Is this a kind of waste? Sometimes, I remind myself that I can’t waste too much time, it will kill my life. After these things, I enjoy wasting time, I call that enjoy the time, and enjoy life, if something I did and get happy, why not? ...