Monday, November 8, 2021

My idol tree on November, 05 2021

It is many days.

I take a chance to see my idol tree.

It is still living in same locale with root out of soil, stick with cement wall.

Just this time, I see its leaves become less.

Well, I think because it is old now, or perhaps there is no enough sun light because this is raining season.

When I see the idol tree, I feel released from heavy pressure and stress related to living a life in the world. 

There is no success and there is only failure more and more. Still, I make myself look like my idol tree. Whether there is light or not, I go forwards.

Give myself up.

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