謐靜的夜市中，一戶戶白光黃光的窗口散落在一排排的高樓，令人遐思每戶光下有着怎樣的故事。而我傾向認為燈下是一戶戶温馨沐浴在愛中的家庭。
而我的家也是温暖的。有母親處處在行動上表現的關心，父親辛勞為家工作擔憂兼細心的佈置，只要我開口就會百分百得到墊友的回覆，我本應幸福。但為何在夜闌人靜時我總害怕得抱着微熱的手機取暖，企盼着訊息的通知，然後一遍又一遍地失落？每次解開手機密碼都渴望能沉迷此刻逃避現狀，就像上了隱的人，無法輕易抽身停止，無法放棄遐想渴望，無藥可救的成為手機的附屬品，卻總渴望從小小的屏幕窺探世界，建立關係，卻又不懂怎樣維繫關係。
奉上一個都市人的悲哀。
附上Shashan Sloan 的Older 的歌詞。
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