思想碎片Fragments of Thought
我幻想在自己老去，躺在床上苟延残喘快要死掉的时候，我曾经爱过的人会来排着队到床前看我，每一个人都向我投来爱意的微笑，亲吻我，抚摸我的脸颊，告诉我其实他们也爱我。
不过想到我爱过的人都比我年龄大，所以我其实大概只能孤独地死掉，然后在黄泉路上一路小跑，像活着时候一样继续追在他们身后吧。
I fantasize that when I have grown old and lie in bed gasping out my last, on the edge of dying, the people I once loved will come and line up at my bedside to see me, each of them casting me a smile full of love, kissing me, stroking my cheek, telling me that they actually loved me too.
But then, the people I have loved are all older than I am, so most likely I can only die alone, and then break into a little jog along the road to the Yellow Springs, still chasing after them the way I did when I was alive.
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