I am homesick, but I really want to travel.

Get up early and punch in the study. Then I read for ten minutes and had breakfast.

Then go out to the photo shop to choose photos. It's still ten minutes longer than I expected

Chat with friends on the way back. He has just arrived in a small town called Mou Yang, which sounds like this. I don't know if that's what it says. It sounds like a remote town. I wonder if it's as antique as I thought.

I said I like remote towns. He said it was work, not travel. I said that if you work with the mood of traveling, you can travel and earn money, which is really good.

I am a very homesick person. At the beginning of the epidemic, my life was hardly affected. The mood is relatively peaceful, and the home life and home office are arranged very full. Reading and writing, my spiritual world is also very substantial.

I told my mother that I didn't have to travel far. I am happier than anything if I don't go out and read freely during holidays. Of course, I went out occasionally the year before last and last. Occasionally it is work, occasionally it is family vacation, shopping, mountain climbing. Although the frequency is much lower, they are all outings.

This year, I haven't been out for five months in a row. This year's reading and writing are not very exciting, and self-discipline is much worse. I am still a homesick person. However, I suddenly want to travel.

This feeling can't be made up by reading travel magazines alone. It seems that the more you look at the pictures and texts of travel, the more you arouse your yearning for the distance. It seems that I can understand the depression of being grounded. Yes, it's depression. I haven't used this word for a long time. I haven't known how to express my feelings with "depression" for several years. I thought I had no reason to be depressed.

The fact is that no matter how positive the will is, there are moments of disintegration. Now I have some contradictions. One is afraid of wasting time. I dare not go out to waste time. I always feel that I have a lot of books to read and words to write. I can't finish my task. I can't finish the task of reading and writing, and I feel more incomplete in my spiritual world. Very stingy with time.

Second, I want to go out and get in touch with fresh air, and I want to change my space and a new magnetic field for a few days. It won't be long, just a week. Go for a walk, have a look, have fun, laugh and have fun with the people you like.

In addition to reading and writing, you need real five-implication stimulation. That sounds tacky. Maybe I'm not home yet. Fugue lacks a powerful carrier. I really want to change a scene and change my identity. Release this mediocre depression accumulated in your ordinary life.

I'm afraid I'm losing my aesthetic ability. I seldom buy clothes recently. Sometimes I go out without makeup, and I haven't had a perm for a long time. I feel like a tool without feelings.

If you don't go out for two months, it is estimated that the fastest way to get to the distance is to read books and watch movies. The best way to change your identity and escape from this mediocre life is to write. Be a free knight in your own virtual story.