朱銘其中一組雕塑的主題就是「囚」，針對「被囚」和「自囚」的兩種人生取向。其中一個雕塑，鎖和鑰匙均在鐵籠內，只是主人翁選擇留在裡面。

你會是他嗎？

今天有機會跟朋友聊到這個，她說，對於被囚還是自由，我們是有絕對和完全的控制權。

但是我覺得，我們在一個層面自由了，很多時卻不自覺地被囚在另外一個層面上。這個世界是沒有完全的自由。比如說，我選擇放棄高薪厚職，去當自由創作人。對，我是在corporate的層面上自由了，但是新生活所伴隨、在物質上的不足，卻是另一種囚禁。又比如說，我選擇不要穩定的伴侶，我可以自由dating，但卻被囚在不斷追求的慾望中。

所以，自由到底是不是幻覺？你可以自由地選擇，但支配著你的外在因素卻沒有改變。

你還是在同一個魚缸裡面，只是你游來游去，在不同的方向看到不同的盤景和風景，以為自己已經環遊世界。

Well, for no apparent reason (you might say "finally!!"), I want to read something funny and breezy.

It's probably bad luck, or negative energies tend to seek out their siblings. I always picked depressing books, or books that made me think deeply and then depressed.

Lately I'm reading two novels at the same time: Orhan Pamuk's The Museum of Innocence and Muriel Barbery's The Elegance of the Hedgehog.

They are top-notched. I have wanted to read them for a long time and I still do. But Pamuk's obsession with THE love of his life and Barbery's depiction of a 12-year-old who was planning her suicide on her 13th birthday and who believed that life is a goldfish bowl and has no meaning really get me.

I went through my tiny collection of books at home. Guess what? I only found ONE book - Sue Townsend's Number Ten - which may help my self-inflicted depression. (Well, I have Tina Fey's Bossypants but I lent it to someone else, plus I read it twice already)

God bless me.

Well, my resolution is: for the next five books I read, they will have to be funny and breezy (not necessarily dumb please, and no chick flick -- or, why shouldn't I?). Any suggestions?