我在這十年經歷了身邊不少人的離世，去年自己患了新冠肺炎也可說試過「死過翻生」，明白到人生真的可以好無常。雖然我還在努力地向自己的理想進發，我仍不斷地怪責自己沒有什麼成就。其實理想這條路並沒有終點，爬到山頂後又有另一座山在面前，又或者在中途發現還有其他更值得走的路徑。

"Bad dreams" always mask themselves as an obscure reality, they look as though they really happened.「噩夢」總是把自己偽裝成一個扭曲的現實，令夢行者誤以為它確實發生在現實生活中。

It's been months since I wrote my last post. 自我寫上一篇文章已經好幾個月了。

If I had to learn my lesson through this illness, then I know I got it easy in comparison to many others.如果我必須從這個病中吸取教訓，那麼我知道與許多其他人相比，我過得太容。

I have been away from home for exactly 3 months. 今天我剛好離家三個月,過去三個星期我被強制在酒店隔離和在醫院的隔離病房裡，現在仍感到完全不真實。

Today is my 12th day in hospital. 今天是我住院的第12天。

I am one of the 1000+ people in Hong Kong who got infected with Covid-19. 我是香港感染武漢肺炎的一千多人之其中之一。

Is there a rhyme or reason to life at all? 到底生命是否有其邏輯或理由？

My teacher Catherine said, "Self-doubt, or self-criticism is a form of stealing from yourself. 我的老師Catherine說:「自我懷疑或自我批評是一種對自己偷竊的形式。就是說不相信你

My little cat Oppi has been with me for over 17 years (not so little after all) and she has given us some health scare the last couple of ye