That year, In Tainan, I took a cab to the night market, On the road, The driver kept driving in circles, The music keeps looping “Life’s a Struggle”, Not wanting to think, just staring out the window, Getting off the bus, Every late night, I learn the next song.

That year, Just about to hit thirty, I really love “Twenty-Two”,

When dreams beckon to me once again,

An intersection not yet marked on the map,

Is the very start of the story,

Hmm? Hmm.

And so the blog gained a category: Two-Two Into Three,

There’s more in the tea than just the tea’s aroma,

As for me, at most I’ve got swagger…

Taiwan . Tainan . /Tainan