In the morning, we have to face a lot of people, and sometimes we need to wear a mask to act as others. Only when the night comes, we go back home can we get close to the most real of us. I am curious and even wondering what are they doing? The city is full of all kinds of people. I observe, think, imagine and take records of them. Everyone is individual, and each room has its own story.
Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. Being positive doesn’t mean life is perfect, it’s making a conscious choice to focus more on the good that exists. So that I devote more care to my life, to the surroundings, and to the people who I like and dislike.