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快到我算不到拍子。什麼鬼！

《秋：故事》  故事 從一片落葉開始 獨處的時候 我好想你 偷閒的翅膀 天天晴朗 說了再見以後 我們走了一光年 再遇見 拾穗 你心裡最後一個 小星星

Thanks to Charles, I read these two-line horror stories on my first rest day in 2 weeks. I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed.” The doctors told the amputee he might experience a phantom limb from time to time. Nobody prepared him for the moments though, when he felt cold fingers brush across his phantom hand. I woke up to hear knocking on glass. At first, I though it was the window until I heard it come from the mirror again. After so many years living alone in this large house I came to a startling revelation. In this time I had closed far more doors than I had opened. The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright, relieved it was only a dream, bu...

昨晚夢見你悄悄買了一間小房子，作為我們的家。 一覺醒來，幸福的感覺還沖擊著我的感官，就連日間回憶起來，夢裡的感動仍然富有生命力。 真的，想有我們的家。

時空都是無邊的境地， 若能相遇， 又 何必在乎遺忘的記憶？

風箏從來都未握在我手裡。 大風將它吹走了，我往前追。追到的時候，它對我說：＂風兒好大，我不是故意的。＂ 孩子將它領走了，我往前追。追到的時候，它對我說：＂孩子真皮，我真無力掙脫。＂ 大雨將它捲走了，我往前追。追到的時候，它對我說：＂雨勢太大，我差點回不來。＂ 鳥兒將它叼走了。 我，好累。 所以，命運將它牽走了。 但是，我應該釋懷。 因為，風箏從來都未握在我手裡。

寵愛自己，是因為沒人寵愛。 愛上孤獨，是因為乏人陪伴。