Today 6 U, July 26, 2025

It's five o'clock, can't sleep, feeling uncomfortable, "Aunt Xiang"

I've been reflecting and blaming myself for more than a month now, and I don't know if I will change in the future. Looking at my old diaries, I realize what I have missed.

I feel quite lazy, but often I research projects all night long. However, it seems to be in vain; the more I read, the faster I go bankrupt.

If there are eighteen levels of hell, my current situation has fallen into the basement of the eighteenth level of hell, digging another pit.