Along the way, the phone's battery stopped at 97%for no clear reason. It was a tiny fluctuation,never meant to be recorded. Yet this program gathers only those small, meaningless shifts.
Theory. I had a habit of searching for things I'mcurious about in the morning. I had two things Ilooked up. I remembered one, but I forgot theother thing right after. It's frustrating.
First, I asked my mom if white tendons used to bemore beautiful. She said she didn't know, so Ilooked it up.
I found that there's one worker shortage now, sothings have changed, but before they were chosenfor their works. I wonder about my mom's sense.
I also checked all you can eat lamb dinner at alocal hotel, but the lamb probably isn't fromJapan, so that doesn't make me happy.
I also constantly look up what pro shogi playerseat for lunch. I spend so much time on these smallthings. I spend months thinking of a podcast name,too.
I'm sad that I don't spend time on importantthings. I don't know if I'm unlucky or justclumsy. If I worked and used this much energy, Imight be successful or at least liked a group.
It's frustrating because I spend time on uselessthings, but looking for meaning in society can behard, so maybe it's better to be these meaninglessthings.
I realized I was very active in religion before,but I didn't actually believe it.
When you believe it, you don't have doubt or seethings that don't match. I always questioned andfelt a pushback. I was the opposite of a believer.
I was just focused on how to do what I was told. Ithink about popular groups, too, even if I were inone. I eventually have to leave, so I feel likethere's no point.
I feel the same in school. I feel life ismeaningless, but I still thought everything andeventually I'm more like an animal and now livingfor the moment, but I still think this way.
Everyone else seemed so busy. They don't thinkabout these things. I watched Harry Potter. He'sfamous wizard because he lived, so people look upto him.
I feel like I've seen this before. When I was inthe baseball club in middle school, I was fit andrespected in religion. Everyone knew mygrandmother, so it's like Harry Potter.
The movie shows him struggling. My life is likethat, too. It started well, but went bad. I lookedup articles about the movie. It was all about hintfor the next movie, so it was pointless.
I spent so much time on it. It's a movie for kidsmade by the same person who lived at home alone,but I couldn't understand it. I was shocked at mylack of understanding, but for some reason Iremembered the character's name quickly.
I wonder why I'm getting better at uselessknowledge, but lunch, I couldn't get the mathright. I asked my mom for the recipe from a fewdays ago when I was used to 10, 100 grams of tofu,but she said she didn't have it.
Then I said, 100 grams of soybeans or chickpeas.She said, you just said the mix of both for 100grams. I never said that. I asked for one or theother. She spent the whole time looking for a mix.
It's a shock when this happened. I don't think she's just mishearing. I think she's not trying tolisten.
I asked if I used 8 to 18 grams of soybeansbefore. She said no, because I've been using tofu.She always makes this guess and thinks I'm the onewho's wrong. It's frustrating that I can'tremember the details.
I feel like if I'm the only one losing, I shouldmake him feel bad too. I don't want to just listento him. With English, I've been trying to cut outeverything unnecessary, but it's hard.
I have a rule. If I change too much, I stop andstay the same for a while. I talked to my momabout the lamp at the hotel. It was a soft folklamp, but it's a closed lamp, which is the same asthe one from overseas. I explained this two orthree times.
Three hours later, she said this looks like goodto me. She didn't listen at all. She pretended tounderstand, but didn't. I feel like she's trickingme. It just makes me tired.
Celebrity said that when they ride a bike, theytalk better because they aren't overthinking. Ioverthink and fail, so maybe I should use part ofmy brain for something else. It's nice whensomeone puts their feelings into words. I wish Icould do that.
It's like how I can focus better on my meal if I'mthinking about something else. If I focus too hardon one thing, it goes wrong.
My notes on my phone disappeared. It's like aspirit took them. I never seen that happen. I hadto trace hard to remember what I wrote.
I thought about the name with my notes. I realizedthe purpose is how we explain our actions. Reasonis for the past and hope is for the future,meaning life is how we explain ourselves. Humansare always explaining things. I thought I was arealist who didn't do that, but I'm doing it rightnow.
Maybe I'm not a pure realist, but I don't make mylife into a story or fiction. This is a realrecord. In the last years, I like things that givea clear reaction, like food or English.
I like things that are physical and solid. Peoplesay you should be better or reach a goal. I thinkthat's silly. I think the idea of myself is just astory.