What an anxious morning! What an anxious morning! I just could not cold my mind and concentrate on what I was doing at the moment. The more I regarded it as a problem, the more it became tense. Although I knew this was a mental trick, I still could not make it to totally neglect at the first place. While I was choosing the emotions on the app before I started to do the mindful breathing, I sensed that there were too many suspicions on myself or others inside. It seemed that I was quite insecure, which I was always trying to fix with different mental techniques. Knowing too much equaled to knowing so little. In some way, I was hoping that I would not do so much self-analysis. Obviously, they were not such a big deal that should take over my mind and deprive of my power to take actions. This reminded me of my parents who had been working hard through all these years, when they certainly would have negative emotions at times, but I had rarely seen them stop taking the responsibilities because of the fear or anxiety. They were always to cope. Ironically, we, thinking ourselves as the well-educated young generations, were not able to have that wisdom.