Recently, I accidentally saw the diary of a headline author Wind Chime, a single post-70s Dink woman, who somehow resonated with me, a married and fertile woman after 80. I remembered a sentence: There must be someone in the world who does what I dare not do, and lives the life I want to live. If I hadn't met my husband, if I had the ability to be independent like her, it must have been a suitable life for me. "I eat and travel alone, stop and go", "Maybe loneliness is another beauty" I thought of these two lyrics, expressing my state of mind watching her video. @Wind Chimes Diary