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我在等待谁呢?谁在等着我呢?分裂ING.... 2009-05-20 22:41

讨厌分裂的自己，无论是主动还是被动的。如此艰难，却必须坚持。 2009-06-01 00:27

分裂中让我贪恋短暂的小日子...... 约 12 小时前
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分裂。是最近两个月在脑海里出现最多的声音，很多时刻，大脑里都在不停的说着说着，有的时候在努力工作，有的时候在逃避工作，有的时候在被迫工作，种种种种让人几近分裂边缘....
在麻醉中，脑袋里嗡嗡的叫着“分裂”。
在清醒里，皱着眉头对自己说要分裂。
在冲动始，在麻痹时，在发泄后，看着镜中的说：你，已经分裂...

长时间的焦虑与熬夜，让人时常开始猜想将来的许多突然，也许，真的有那么一天的那么一刻.....
于是，我开始担心，担心健康，担心前方，担心未来，担心与自己有关的一切人、事、物。
武汉-长沙，长沙-武汉。这一年开始到现在，已经不知道往返了多少次的路途上，已经不清楚多少次在想这些plan、那些action，而，恰恰地将曾经习惯的回忆慢慢挤压到看不清....闭上眼睛，昏睡中，想不起什么那一年，那一秒；睁开眼睛，冥冥里又陡然被一些场景拉进某个片段。

工作需要生活，生活需要发泄，发泄需要回归，回归还是生活，生活需要工作。 2009-05-20 01:02
如果我说放弃寻新的出路，我自己都过不了自己的关。但是，现在这样的数字状态下，everything are no reason。PUSH...PUSH....PUSH. 2009-05-21 17:31
不是睡不着,只想经常会醒来.很想有种温度在我身边......三十,愈来愈.. 2009-05-29 01:05
我以前以为什么都不会变 ```其实是一切都在变化````只是我总是固执的去维系 2009-06-01 16:55
如何工作、生活两不误?这成为当前最大问题. 2009-06-09 18:49
工作狂的定义不是疯狂的在做工作，而是被工作搞疯狂了~ 2009-06-11 11:09

而这个夜晚，此时，不想ML，只想smoking,blog.
我甚至在想。。。。是不是应该发起一场追逐心动的旅程，来填补枯燥、压力的工作生活中来？！！
challenge,target.

不仅仅是坚持， 是挺住，挺住地坚持。

                                                                          2009.6.17
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NEW YORK MINUTE

Harry got up
Dressed all in black
Went down to the station
And he never came back
They found his clothing
Scattered somewhere down the track
And he won't be down on Wall Street
in the morning
He had a home
The love of a girl
But men get lost sometimes
As years unfold
One day he crossed some line
And he was too much in this world
But I guess it doesn't matter anymore
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
Things can get pretty strange
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
Lying here in the darkness
I hear the sirens wail
Somebody going to emergency
Somebody's going to jail
If you find somebody to love in this world
You better hand on tooth and nail
The wolf is always at the door
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
Things can get a little strange
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
And in these days
When darkness falls early
And people rush home
To the ones they love
You better take a fool's advice
And take care of your own
One day they're here;
Next day they're gone
I pulled my coat around my shoulders
And took a walk down through the park
The leaves were falling around me
The groaning city in the gathering dark
On some solitary rock
A desperate lover left his mark,
"Baby, I've changed. Please come back."
What the head makes cloudy
The heart makes very clear
The days were so much brighter
In the time when she was here
But I know there's somebody somewhere
Make these dark clouds disappear
Until that day, I have to believe
I believe, I believe
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
You can get out of the rain
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
You can get out of the rain
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute