Sunday Night

On every Sunday night, I find myself in two different states simultaneously. On one hand, I want to enjoy the last bit of weekend pleasure, but on the other hand, I am already being consumed by thoughts of tomorrow’s work-related meetings and other obligations.

Yesterday, I spent the whole day binge-watching the TV adaptation of the Three-Body Problem. Personally, I think it was a very faithful adaptation, except for a slight lack of compactness. Overall, I really liked it.

The soundtrack in the series, “A Matter of Time” (link), is ethereal and blends particularly well with certain scenes.

I remember starting to read the Three-Body Problem on 2014-07-23, and now it has been almost ten years. It was summer vacation back then, and I was in lecture hall 206. I opened the first page of the book, using my Kindle. While I have forgotten the details of those days, the feeling remains. I just didn’t want to go to the restroom, except for sleep. I simply wanted to finish this story. The grand worldview and boundless imagination exploded in my mind one after another. I was so amazed that I couldn’t find words to express it.

Lately, my friends and colleagues have been following the TV series “Roaring Highways,” but I haven’t. One reason is that the series seems a bit long, but the main reason is that the Three-Body Problem has a much greater appeal to me.

Today is the Lantern Festival. Yesterday, my father told me that my grandmother isn’t feeling well and had to go to the hospital. My father is accompanying her, while my mother is alone at home. I had a video call with my mother to reassure her.

The Three-Body Problem often triggers my contemplation of the universe and spacetime, which leads to thoughts about the existence of nations and politics. I often wonder about the meaning of a nation and how human society would change without the concept of a nation. I have my own opinion on this matter, but I dare not speak it out.

Wishing everyone a happy Lantern Festival!

Fireworks. You wasted it all just to watch me burn. And on and on and on.