It’s been quiet and hot summer time. I’ve been out to the sea and moved my office to the beach, and just being quiet like this. It’s good to lock myself into my own world sometimes, thinking about from the big topic of the meaning of life to the little thing like what I should cook for dinner tonight while I’m laying on the beach, listening to the ocean waves and sleeping with the sea breeze. “If today was the last day of your life, what would you do?” I like asking this question to myself on a regular time. Perhaps I get lost all the time, and need to re-find myself from time to time. Yes, what would I do? I don’t know, really. I wonder how people could give me a clear answer to this question while I even couldn’t answer this question myself. Somehow, I found out I’m actually quite satisfied to what I have at the moment and got nothing special want to change if tomorrow was the end of the world. I would just keep doing the things I have been doing and enjoy the quietness when the storm comes. There is a quote saying “I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.”