You can choose to ruin your life at any time, but maybe 20 years from now you won't understand that you may never be able to trace it back, and you often only have one chance to get it right.
Try to figure out why you divorced, everyone says there is no so-called destiny, there are only things you create. Even as the world turns year after year, you are only a tiny fragment of this second. You spend most of your time after death or in life, but when you are alive, you just wait in vain, wasting decades waiting for a phone call, a letter, or a meeting from someone or something Reassure yourself. But that never happened, or almost happened, really never happened.
So again you spend time blankly regretting, or blankly hoping that something good will happen next, that you're not isolated, that you're there, that you're loved. And the truth is, I'm angry, and the truth is, I'm sad, and the truth is, I feel like I've been hurt for years, and at the same time, I've been pretending I'm okay, adapting, pandering, I don't Know why, maybe it's because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own misfortune, fuck you all.
Amen
PS: I think this line is enough to be written into film history. This is an excerpt from a line in "Typico, New York", this line alone can make me think for a long, long time, so I hope everyone, everyone who sees this article, can read this Movie, sincere, sincere hope. Don't forget I want to bring smiles to the world.
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