My younger sister, who had just left for work, confided in me that she has never felt more lonely. After graduating, I miss my friends. I recall the occasions when I rode the bus to Dinh Le to buy books, the youngsters went out to eat Trang Tien ice cream, and we wandered around the lake until 6 or 7 o'clock. I also miss the evenings spent drinking lemon tea. offering melon... All of the recollections are lovely and indelible. But now, everything must be done by yourself, including eating, going home, crying, and laughing. Every night when I get back to the dark motel room, I experience a peculiar sense of loneliness and emptiness.