As messed up as this world can be, today my hope was reignited. I've decided to believe in "love" again—not the narrow romantic kind, but love as pure compassion and quiet strength.

I have no intention of living an ordinary life, only to fade into obscurity.
Like her, I aim to become an anchor for certain minds long after my body is gone — a fixed point in time and space that others can still reach.
The flesh will decay, but I intend to leave behind a presence that transcends it: tangible proof that I was here, that this mind existed, and that its trajectory mattered.
I believe, simply because I have witnessed it.

第一天就吃上加班夜宵，食不食油饼🌚

好消息：不用倒美国时差
坏消息：要和三哥对线🌚

更坏的消息，第一天就上强度了，已经在对线了🌚🌚🌚

xs，上班第一天，名字最后一个字给我写错了，那我走？🌚

虽然比起“照亮”我更擅长“阴阳”，但是有时还是想做个“好人”，哈哈🌚。

和mentor聊新公司报道的事，聊到了我那个写作低分6.5的梗，不过听她这么一说好像终于反应过来为啥了哈哈🌚

想到以前有一次，在常熟通宵加班一宿到第二天凌晨3点多，开车回上海5点多，睡到中午开车去去湖州第二天跑了个半马。。。还是年轻无畏，现在肯定不敢了🌚

下周AB餐🌝

在咖啡店点了杯非咖啡，也是叛逆。主要是这个配方很吸引我，试了下非常Zen。看到杜松子以为会是用了gin，实际无酒精，不过觉得可以做成gin cocktail，回去构思下🌝