Hope

Sometimes I’m so afraid to hope. Because if it does not turn out as what I’ve hoped for, I’ll be so crushed. Yah, things will almost always not turn out the way I hope they would. Everytime something good happens to me, it’s almost always too good to be true. Haha, maybe it’s exactly what Jean Baudrillard had meant when he said “things begin to disappear once we recognize their existence”.

But what am I but an empty shell without hope.

I need to relax. Everything comes and goes. What is there to hope or not to hope for.

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About transez

Design researcher: curious about people, passionate about life.
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2 Responses to Hope

  1. Wai Mun says:

    I hope that your hope will come. If it doesn’t, perhaps the flight is delayed.

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