The desire to share, beyond the schedule

After the rain, Xiǎomī (小咪) drove to the lake near the university. From home, all it takes is turning onto the road and driving straight for fifteen minutes to get there. He timed it just right and captured the scene in the photographs as the sun was setting.

The first week of his second year has already left him with more than he can handle. His quantum field theory assignment ran to eighteen pages of $\LaTeX$, while quantum optics and general relativity also came with a great deal of reading. Teaching takes at least sixteen to twenty hours’ worth of energy out of him every week. Xiǎomī does not dislike this. What he dislikes is not knowing what to do each day, rather than having every day packed with things to do.

But then again, when the schedule is crammed full each day, life naturally becomes formulaic. Xiǎomī wishes he had someone to talk to. He has so much he wants to share, yet most of it has little to distinguish it, like flavourless chewing gum. In the end, bobo is the only person with whom he can truly share everything. As for everyone else, Xiǎomī wants to learn how not to mess up his relationships, but sometimes he becomes so interested in someone that he cannot stop himself from sharing things. Surely, not all of it is something the other person wants to see.

Xiǎomī is a little confused.