It is about one month from the dissertation deadline. I decided I must prison myself and focus on the work. After announcing to all friends, colleagues and family, still there are some blind fly calling like crazy. Anyway, before I started to get in the prison, I went to have lunch with mother. As a matter of fact, I miss her. I am very moody these few days. Miss him a lot. Maybe the autumn wind reminds me of him. Or maybe the loneliness does. Or maybe, it's Gicigubi, a young female disc jockey committed sucide for missing her passed away mother too much. She is a very cool girl also very sensitive. It is a gift for seeing the world in a different way with her art talent. But sometimes, too sensitive will kill. I pray for her silently in my heart and I wanna see mother. There are many times that I wanna hug her. But I didn't because I can't. I hope I can before it's too late.
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