C208 No Return to the past

The October weather was very bleak, just like my current state of mind.

I sat under an ancient ginkgo tree and stared at the yellow leaves. After a few more days, these withered yellow leaves were about to fall. They swirled in the air and fell back to their roots.

And where is my root? I don't know. I can't look straight at this question anymore, because I might not be able to go back