supposedly, i should write something, for the beacon hill brunch, or for the harvard business school biking. but, i can’t write any thing.
don’t know why i am losing all the power to write. even i don’t have any sense about what topic i will choose or what things i can write down.
no feeling here during these days.
still, i tried hard to write something, at the end of my 15-hour shift today.
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