Choices of Life

So I got it, the offer from T College, and it prompts me to start thinking about life again. As LH once said, it always boils down to the same question: so what do I want in life.

What do I want the most in life. What do I want to do with my life. What kind of person do I want to be, do I want to be remembered by many or remain aloof for the rest of my life.

Those are some of the questions that I've been thinking recently.

And whenever I close my eyes and start to imagine, it's always the same imagery -- a wooden house covered by snow, in somewhere far and unknown. And I'll be there, inside the small cosy house surrounded by my books and a cat, doing art or programming or something else I like. It feels wonderful just imagining that.

I fell sick again. As I sneeze (every thirty seconds or so) I just don't feel like going anywhere any more. It's only when I get sick that the thought that health matters more than everything else pops back to my mind. I just want to migrate to Japan and stay here for the rest of my life. There're so many things I can do here -- painting, writing, programming, or just lying around and doing nothing.

But other times, I just want to go further, try more things and take more challenges. I become a lot more ambitious, learning actively and taking no all the start-up ideas all the time.

The two me's are just so different.