
Wednesday, June 11th. I wake up at 6 a.m. The sky is overcast, and everything feels dim. Looking down from the window, I see people with umbrellas—it must be raining. I wash my face with cold water and brush my teeth. For breakfast, I have salmon chazuke.

I turn on the TV and watch the news. I brew some coffee and pour it into a thermos. It seems my morning routine has become quite automatic. Now, my body moves naturally, almost without thinking.
I had planned to return to Tokyo around the middle of next week, but my work hasn’t wrapped up neatly, so it looks like it’ll be pushed back a little. I told my wife about it on Line last night. She replied, “Got it. Sounds like work is keeping you busy.” The truth is, I’m not particularly busy. I’m just having trouble coordinating meetings and business trips in a way that would allow me time to return to Tokyo. I suppose that’s just how it is.
Originally, I was allowed to split my time between Tokyo and Osaka to support my father’s care. Now that he has passed, the company likely expects me to spend more time in Osaka. Even so, administrative matters remain—handling the inheritance from my father to my mother, and checking the revised family registry. I’ll have no choice but to go back at the end of the month. Fortunately, my supervisor has already approved it.
I have no complaints about my workplace or my colleagues. The technical level is high, and we have a solid cooperative relationship.

For lunch, I had tempura udon, which is unusual for me. According to ChatGPT, udon has fewer calories than soba. On the other hand, soba seems to have better nutritional balance. Tonight, we have a dinner gathering for our newly established department, the Project Management Section.
Sorry, but I’ll leave it at that for today.

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