Tomorrow is a special day, yet I guess it will be tranquil and smooth. It’s a usual practice for everyone to think about what he/she has accomplished in the past years and to plan for the future, but I think this practice is not necessary for me now.

I don’t know what kind of experience is inevitable for everyone to grow up, but I am sure I lag behind most of peers to see it and to accept it. For the first time, standing at the threshold of being one year older, no one holds my hand to cross the threshold and lead the way for me. I have to choose the direction by myself and take the responsibility. I wish I were much prepared for that moment, but I am not. This is where I am: time pushes me to face the reality, but my heart drags me to retreat to a corner.

However, life has to continue, and I have to find the way out by myself. No matter what has happened yesterday, no matter what I will come across tomorrow, I will never spend a minute to think, and just do what I should do right now.