I can feel the existence of my elegant white bottle
I can see my thick green coat
My legs in the new black jeans
My hair
My face in the reflection of the glass of the window of the train
I can feel my thoughts flowing in my mind
I can see the warm yellow light in the carriage
The passengers coming and going on the walkway next to my seat
The beautiful picture of the passing scenes outside the window
The lined-up suitcases above my head
I can feel the high pressure generated by the train driving at high speed making my ears blocked and painful.
The flu clogged in my nose and stuck inside my throat
The blocked vague sound of the noises of the people
The shadows and lights
My sorrow and my tiredness
My memories and my dreams
My typing fingers and the screen of the phone
I can feel all of these



But I can't
I've tried very hard but still can't-
Feel my own existence


我能感觉到我优雅的白色瓶子的存在
我能看见我的厚厚的军绿色大衣
我的腿裹在新的黑色牛仔裤里
我的头发
我倒映在列车窗的玻璃上的脸
我能感觉到在我的脑海里流动的思绪
我可以看到车厢里鹅黄色的灯光
在我座位旁的走道上来来往往的乘客
窗外不断流逝的景致构成的美丽的画卷
我头顶上排列着的手提箱
我可以感到列车高速行驶所产生的高压让我的耳朵阻塞而疼痛
流感阻塞在我的鼻腔里,粘在我的喉咙上
被阻断的人群模糊的声音
阴影与灯光
我的悲伤和疲倦
我的记忆与梦
我打字的手指和手机的屏幕
我能感觉到这一切

但我不能
我很努力试着,但还是不能——
感受到我自己的存在

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