Past memories

Depressing.
And I had to get the DVD of Todo Sobre Mi Madre to watch it for like the nth time.
I know I always cry when watching this film, and I suppose that's what I wanted.

I should be happy, or happier, but I can't or don't know where the sense of joy should come from. Or better or worse, I don't know the sense of joy is real or just an illusion.

The weekend is the Eurocup final match, and I just realized that I had wanted to go, but work schedule never works out. Crap. Plus TV in TW doesn't broadcast any matches so crap.

I need a holiday to get away. It's happening again. Exactly a year ago, the same thing happened. Have I not learned anything from last year?