1#
I am a terrible speaker, hopeless, really.
I don’t know why. Maybe it comes from my father.
We both don’t like to talk more than necessary.
Sometimes, it feels like if I get through the day without uttering any words, I win.
I don't even know what game I am in.
And whatever the game is, I am sure my father is a regular player in it too.
But recently, I really want to be a great storyteller.
I really want to share those great stories that touched me and enlighened me.
Somebody else might benefit from hearing them like I do.
It would be great if I contribute to making it happen.
To do that, it's like I am gonna have to go against my own nature.
It’s scary and I am going to do it.
If there is something you really want to do and you want to do it beautifully but you can’t right now,
you put into efforts to learn how to and make progress, it will happen.
2#
Those people who give you great days could also ruin your days badly, because you let them.
Just don’t let them.
3#
Timing is so important for, like, everything.I used to not believe that.
I am not saying timing is everything. It’s just you need the right sequence to get good results.
Let me give one example.
Meeting great books
To really appreciate the content of a great book, you need to possess some contents in yourself first - comprehending skills, basic knowledge related to the book's theme, personal experiences, etc. The list differs according to the book you pick up.
So , it takes a good timing to meet a great book.
(Relax a little bit next time you drop a book midway,maybe the time has not come yet, just maybe.)
I wanted to write about meeting the right person, but realized that I am not qualified for this topic in the middle of writing it.
I met someone iridescent, yet I am still a prodigal.
4#
The mother who bought her twin daughters to this bookstore coffee shop where everyone else here abide to the tacit rule of keeping silent kept hushing her two little daughters in the first 20 minutes and spent the rest 15 minutes' staying here making a phone call in everyone else's hostile glarings.
5#
Now, I am just wondering about the content that the girl sit next to us is typing into her laptop.