"what's wrong with your blog? it has gone moldy."
Indeed..
Moldy, just like when one had too much drinks.
Moldy, just like someone who seldom called home.
Moldy, just like the lips detached from cigarettes for months.
Moldy, just like the eyes who are glued to computer all week.
Moldy, just like how I screwed up the sweet cake my mom gave me.
Moldy, just like the mandarin oranges left on the work desk for weeks now.
Moldy, just like the taste of CNY this year.
Moldy, just like the month of February.
Perhaps, March will treat me better.
Perhaps, Japan will cheer me up.
Perhaps, I miss her.
Perhaps, love.
Perhaps.
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