The webpages stayed there...I hestitated to act immediatedly... to email the guy I was unfamilar at all. I will do that after writting down the post.
It was this morning, I read the book City Dharma as usual. The sections decipted some dialogues and plots in true scenes. I was attracted by the author Arthur's ways of writing. It's not the first time I enjoyed his styles but I haven't connected the way he did to his background as a playwriter for 10 years until today. He once gave up a good job to seek for the dream. I thought even he didn't keep the career later, he did write this book successfully (for me!). I haven't thought of being a writer seriously but I do want to learn writing from him. Of course, there are countless classics since human civilization developed but what I am reading and what is close to me is this book. Then I thought of one scene at college suddenly:
I once formed a theater group that time. I participated in the theater works since high school.
One day, I had a meeting with my group members and the school brother came and asked me could him have some materials from me. In fact, it's nothing at all so that I didn't remember what's it now. I didn't have chances to talk him more than 10 words just greeting and I only knew he loved theater performances and did a good job. I think I was too defensive and too closed to my own world, so I refused. He said nothing and left, still wore smiles. From then on, we didn't have many chances to see each other so we didn't know each other at all.
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One or two years later, I haven't fond of theater arts as before so much, but he kept going the road and had excellent performances.
Although it's just a very tiny thing, it reflects what I once lived and the interpersonal relationships in some ways. Well, my email will be very simple, just tell him I regret what I did at that time. I should be open and learn more from him and also others at that time.
I was too aggrogrant and learnt nothing eventually.
There are still some people I am grateful and some people I need to say sorry I think.
Once I think of it, I consider it's the last chance to do it.
Life is too short and unpredictable.
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