After returning from the hospital with my child, my emotions were almost completely out of control. Thinking of my huge pressure, my hard life, and the fact that I didn’t have a minute to relax during the 8-day National Day holiday, I completely collapsed. In the afternoon, I drove out in this collapsed mood, heading west, driving aimlessly. I cried all the way, cursing life, cursing this damn fate, and cursing this unfair God. After driving for 2 hours, my mood calmed down a little, and I drove back slowly. After all, this terrible life has to continue. No matter how painful it is, I can only rely on myself, strong, lonely and helpless. I returned home, ordered a barbecue, and drank a few glasses of wine. Nothing has changed. Life is still in ruins, and tomorrow is still a blank. I am still fighting alone. Empty and helpless. The only difference is that this trip is not free. Afterwards, I received two tickets, one for speeding and one for driving in the emergency lane.