I used to make a piece of music for the year 2020. Planned to do the same for 2021. But I was stuck in the middle of a dusty mist. For most time of the year, I have no idea what shall I paint in this new piece, lost and confused and frustrated. And still I am, like a blind man walking in the wild. At the end, human are only human. Close my eyes, maybe, I can pray for a shed of light for what I used to believe.