Canon's Diary

July 9th, Wednesday. Sunny.
Since the rainy season ended early this year, summer will likely be long.
For breakfast, I fried up some frozen fried rice.
I was supposed to have a tennis lesson yesterday, but had to work a little overtime, so I missed it.
I thought about rescheduling it for today, but decided against it—I wanted some time to simply unwind.

Today, I got through a full day of work, came home, had dinner, and now I’m relaxing.
It’ll probably still take some time before I truly feel I have room to breathe in life.
By “room,” I don’t mean financially—I mean space within my own heart.
Even so, little by little, I feel my rhythm falling into place.

The friction with my wife, my concerns for my mother, and somewhere inside me, a feeling almost like resignation.
How will I live from here on?

There’s no need to overthink it.
Everything will work out in its own way.
But I mustn’t neglect my efforts.

Maybe tomorrow, if I feel like it, I’ll pick up my racket for a bit.
Tonight’s dinner was rice porridge made with a cabbage soup I’d prepared earlier.
Lately, cabbage has practically become my staple food.