Random thought

I'm sitting at the Mac while waiting for Siewyin to reach. There's this baby who can't stop crying. Suddenly occurs to me that when we are of that age, we cry whenever we feel unhappy. As we grow older, we won't even cry to express our unhappiness anymore: nobody would bother, nobody would listen. As time goes, we learnt to supress our anger and unhappiness because life's like this. You need to learn how to be strong in order to live it on.