I'm a bit sad. Last week was too tough to me. It was a happy moment while I dreamed it. I wished to have it in my hand, so started to write down on a notebook. It's required to calculate time, my age and valid work time how many years will take to acquire the dream. And realized that I was only lost in wild fancies. It made me sweet and happy for a moment but it was only my reverie. Why it should be only daydream. Why I can't take it. Miss, I still have a lingering affection. I saw some writing. The text said, if you are afraid to throw the old food out then just leave it till be rotten to the core. You can throw it out easily when you find out mold on the food without any regret. The only thing left of me is watching, the sweet daydream turns into nothing. I'm a bit sad. Please correct this naturally. Thank you!!