On a typical Saturday afternoon, I was wondering what to do to kill time, which is in my mind always too precious to kill.  The movie “Milk” caught my eye.

Milk is among one of the first open gays running for public officer and assassinated.  I never understood homosexual but have nothing against homosexuals.  But when I see Milk met Scott on the street and both just ran away for love, how San Francisco police brutally treat gays, and how they strive and fight to survive and speak out for their rights, I was deeply touched.  It felt real, it’s a life worth living.  It takes real courage, determination and perseverance.  It made all my current feelings and dilemmas trivial.  Man should do what made them feel real.  That’s their mission.

Among all the hesitation and fears, deep down, I know I made the right decision and will never regret - it's destiny.