I keep running. Though worn out and sweat-purged, I love howling my satisfaction to the moon at the end of the run.
So I keep running, and there are always some mushrooms, over some times and some points, put on new and bright clothing, greeting me Happy Chinese New Year.
This is the Year of the Dog.
The tunnel is now through; the rabbit hole over here is connecting the rabbit holes at your ends. Let's come and celebrate together.
