you have promised yourself a rose garden, literally. Speaking of which, I am writing a traditional Chinese poem about someone who takes an orchid for a boat ride in a dream (蘭舟夢：蘭舟是舟，又可喻作床，如李清照“輕解羅裳，獨上蘭舟“即是). May I dedicate this little poem to you? In return, you might want to share with all of us here your thoughts on the books you have read.
During my break from social media not too long ago, I received a well-wishing message from someone we both know. I wasn't a burnt-out netizen but close.
Allow me to quote from Evelyn Waugh's Brideshead Revisited:
"Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all."
I venture to recommend this book to everyone including anyone who has read it more than once. The BBC version is also recommendable.
BTW, I am not bidding you adieu.
