Blue is the color of sadness.

I have lived under time pressure for about half a year, just to get a good result today, but the result is not what people want, or it may be a failure caused by lack of preparation.

Going to work as usual, previous experience tells me that almost everything goes well without hope, and in recent months I seem to be focused on the things I care about. It doesn't matter if I try to tell myself today not to be nervous, not to think, or even to forget to check the list, but the effect of coffee seems to be to make me more time sensitive and more focused on the list.

Recently, it was like falling into the mud, my clothes got dirty, my shoes got in the mud, I changed into a clean clothes and my shoes and went down, slipped again, scratched my hands, and frayed my knees. Can continue to grow, don't cry... can't cry.

But the tears are today, I just accidentally sneezed and hit the laptop in front of me, and the embankment burst.

I asked him, is it sad or wrong? Shouldn't we cry? He didn't give me the answer, just reminded me,

Be safe when cycling after get off work.