Chinese is the language of thought.. English is the language of expression..
I haven’t done a lot of expressing recently, so I wanted to check myself if I have anything to write about.
So, I said, “No” .
My “No” has been vibrating its way through infinity, somewhere in thin air and through floorboards. The echo ripples through every thought and expression I have ever conceived, changing them forever, that I am forgetting what they had been before. I also can’t remember what “No” had meant before I’ve said it, because even that cannot be the same anymore.