i never knew that listening to 蔡琴 in a cafe can be such a relaxing experience. i went in feeling damn tired, carryin a heavy laptop, jacket, big file, and all. but i was awaken by the music. her voice is like smooth milk on a thirsty night, effortlessly encompasses so much emotions that never fails to make me feel melancholic and pensive.
i was happy today, surprised by an act of kindness, until my bitter mum showed me face yet again. sigh. what goes around comes around.
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