Moments | The Window View as I Imagine

I stare at the window often, By the glass window at the cafe, By the blinded window at my apartment, By the tiny car window when I was sitting at the cab… Window view, window view, window view… View ooooooooo view ooooooo view oooo I am getting different kinds of feelings, And different kinds of imaginary scenes by watching all these… Grinding my errors by my laptop, sipping the coffee, As I watch people holding boba teas in their hands downstairs, As I flew to another country, across the Atlantic, Sitting in a 滴滴, not Uber, staring at the view outside, Wondering… what kept me sane the whole time? The coffee, the melatonin, or just solely my imaginary scene? Yea, it was solely my imaginary realm which kept me whole, Whole and whole and whole, blååå and blååå and whole As I remembered, hehe, dododododododoodo Dododododododododododo, It was like, watching a movie without subtitles every day, As I know nothing, and unsure how to react to everything, Overstimulate, or overwhelming, or blocking myself with transparent earbuds? As I was confused, imitated, adapted, and became and became, Lalalalalalala, like part of them…. but not yet entirely… I still like…. Like…. To have my own storybook or poems I like, but I just don’t tell any of them…. With a skyblue lace wired heart-shaped design key… I was like aoooooowoooooowaoooo aoooooowooooooowaoooo Heheheh aoooooowoooooowaoooo aoooooowooooooowaoooo As I was staring at the tiny window view, Across different places, I was imagining them, So real, so different, so misplaced… Yes, often time, I stare and stare at those views… Just gotta imagine myself in a movie, but not entirely… As I didn’t understand entirely, I was just… just watching the movie The window view, the scene, the people, the movie I watched Day by day, second by second, scene by scene They are so distant and yet close by… Tic tac tic tac tic tac… and my time’s up, bye bye, hej då, 再见，hehehe