Random Thinking

I walked alone on the Chang'An Avenue last night. The streetlamps are burning up and down the long street. Some of high-rise buildings are still lit with warm lights. The buses and cars are on the way home. I cannot see the moon and stars clearly through clouds when I look up at night sky.
Suddenly, I had some strange feelings -- What impresses me most about my hometown Beijing? Do I have a sense of belonging to here? Do I love my life? What do I really want in my life?
I was silent for a moment,  lost in thought.
Honesty, I deeply love my life when I was still in childhood and early adult life. There were no worries, no regrets. I didn’t even know what angst is. But, angst seems to have became my new friend, following me and surrounding me, since I took part in society.
Why? I have no idea. Maybe I know the answer.
Just that I do not want to admit it. That’s it!
I shall be a man who love's life whenever, and whatever happens from now on!