08-08-13 night

It is the cleanest moment I have ever had. Before it slip away with the time river become the empty, I record it as the fortune of my memory.
Listening the soft song, with the air-condition running, laying on the balcony of my room in the bright moon light. I enjoy this, I get me away from everything around me.
Sometimes the internet get me sick, but I cannot help staying on the net. I always thought that maybe everyone did not like staying alone. The internet can make them keep in touch with the world and their friends. But the more time I stayed on internet the more disagreeable I feel about the modern technology. It seems I go to far about what I want say.
I like the details of life. The ash on the window blur the light of the moon. The distance between the lightest star and moon. The sounds of the air-condition.
I am so scared that I cannot remember the details which were ever existed in my view like you don’t have the memory of childhood even don’t have any photos when you are young.
Someday ,maybe decades of years later, I read this article I would say to me that “how silly I ever was” and laugh at myself. Uhh… It is so terrible to grow up.