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I usually felt I was an idiot everyday,until I really become an idiot in the end.  
Bule, depression, upset,  melancholy......
YO told me that I couldn't stop reading and thinking, so that I will stop making progress, but I found out the more I thought, and the more melancholy I felt. 

The most miserably is my poor salary. 
Once I think of I stood so much just for 18 thousand, I felt it was unworthy at all.
The way I earn money by wasting my time. (I don't know it is better or not by physical labor.)
As a graduate with historic background, I must forbid my spirit closely is the cruelest suffering.

People's expectations are the another forms of violence and selfish intentions, because they are captured by traditional values and their own experiences.
Most of tragedies result from every forbidden will and selfishness. (Quoted from James Tsai's e-mail, March 7 2012) 

「我希望我能夠遠走，逃離我所知，逃離我所有，逃離我所愛。我想要出發，........，我只是想去任何地方，不論是村莊或者原野，只要不是在這裏就行。」
－張子午，《直到路的盡頭》，木馬文化，2010年。